Chapter 252： Light and sad

Charlize found that Hugo opened his eyes, but did not speak. She lifted her eyes quietly, and then realized that Hugo's eyes were hazy. Obviously he was in a state of'bewilderment' and there was no one at all. Focus, Charlize couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hugo, how are you?" Charlize asked tentatively.

Hugo gathered his focus along the source of the sound, "Oh, I'm okay." Then he nodded slightly. He just felt a little tired. The headache and knee pain made him feel weak. Hugo strongly suspected and insisted. Such a long exercise has never completely corrected this bad physical condition.

Seeing Hugo's gradually clearer vision, Charlize became a little flustered again, and quickly staggered her vision. In a hurry, she raised the supermarket receipt in her hand, "So, is this the lyrics? Just created it? "Hugo nodded lightly, Charlize said casually, "Then what melody do you plan to match, a cold and sad piano?"

Hearing what Charlize said, Hugo chuckled lightly, the shallow arc of the corner of his mouth just like that, causing Charlize's heartbeat to rise slightly, "No, no, I won't do this." Speaking of music, Hugo's thoughts have shifted a bit, and his tone has become a little more energetic. He pondered it carefully, "I think maybe I will choose to use the guitar, and then compose a brisk, even joyous melody, to match it up like this. "

Hugo's words made Charlize look stunned, "This...this..." She looked at the small ticket in her hand, and the sad words were still clearly visible in her eyes, "How does this match?" With such an idea in my mind, maybe this is the difference in musical talent.

Seeing Charlize’s stunned expression, Hugo suddenly felt very happy, and his smile became bigger. "Why, don’t you believe it? If you don’t worry about waking up Alex, you can come to my room. Bring the guitar..." Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Charlize jumped up and ran towards Hugo's room. Hugo pursed his lips, "I take this as an affirmative answer."

Charlize quickly took out the guitar and handed it to Hugo. Hugo was originally half-sitting. He adjusted his sitting posture, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and then started to tune the strings skillfully while holding the guitar. The guitar is Hugo’s most secure partner, because he has been with the guitar for the past ten years, so Hugo’s mood is always easy to calm down when he holds the guitar, and the troubled thoughts are also accompanied by the clearness of the guitar. The string sound settled down.

Charlize quickly sat on the sofa, and then stared at Hugo's fingers gently plucking the strings. Hugo didn't seem to think at all, but just plucked the strings at random. It was clear. The sound quality is pouring out like moonlight, which makes Charlize feel really amazing.

I saw Hugo hooking his fingertips seemingly casually. The original melody began to be arranged and combined. The moonlight in the room began to dance with Hugo's guitar sound. Everything was so wonderful.

"The departed wandering soul has the aftertaste of perfume on the pillow. In the room without the slightest light, I have insomnia. The echo that has almost never stopped, and time seems to stop, pressing me tightly."

Hugo's moving voice is interpreting the lyrics with a smile. Charlize just saw the rigid vocabulary, and at this moment it seems to be infused with life, dancing like ripples in the place where the moonlight and the night'color' blend. Holding his body. As Hugo said, the brisk guitar string sound is completely inconsistent with the sadness of the lyrics. If you don’t listen to the lyrics, the slightly joyful mid-board rhythm is like the "wave" waltz that will sound at the prom, beautiful and beautiful. It sounds beautiful, the'wave' is long and beautiful, but with the desperate lyrics, there is a wonderful touch, like the raindrops spreading in the night's'color' outside the window, slowly laying out in the line of sight.

"I can't do anything before I make up my mind. Will I be able to bathe everything in the sun tomorrow? When you are by my side, when you are here, I know myself again and find myself when you are by my side."

The arc of Charlize’s mouth was outlined in the direction of his ears along with a brisk melody, and the cheerful chords slowly cut into the chorus, gradually accelerating the speed, she only heard Hugo’s smiling voice humming in the lively melody. Singing, but when she heard the lyrics "When you are by my side", an inexplicable sadness invaded. The corner of the mouth is still smiling, but the eyes are stained with a layer of loneliness, not gray'color' nor black'color', but blue'color', blue'color' like moonlight, penetrates from the bottom of the eyes to the bottom of the heart .

"Assault, the headache caused by TV, the gushing dawn, I have insomnia. I am not afraid of anything around, tomorrow will let everything be bathed in the sun? When you are by my side, when you are here At that time I renewed myself and found myself."

Originally, it was not only sensational music that moved people, not only endless sadness, but sadness with a smile had an infinite power, which caused the heart to shrink suddenly, and it was hit in an instant, and the smile was crystal clear. The flickering tears "flower" possesses a sad but tough, painful but tenacious energy, flowing slowly from the clear guitar strings.

"When you are by my side, when you are here I am like a child, you are my everything, you are my everything, in the dark I am'lost' and lost myself, but your existence illuminates everything , When you are by my side, when you are here, I know myself again and discover myself. When you are by my side, when you are by my side, I rediscover myself, you are my everything, you are my everything ."

Hugo's humming voice is getting more and more cheerful, and the guitar string is getting more and more brisk, as if singing a'lang' love song celebrating the anniversary of the'communication', with a touch of comfort, a little leisure, The film is beautiful, but this emotion is infected by the sadness and discouragement in the lyrics, and it has evolved into a kind of blue loneliness.

Listen to the lyrics of Hugo, "When you are by my side, you are all to me, you are everything to me", this is not a remembrance, but a call, imaginable, all the sweetness in my heart, all the happiness and all the waves 'Mandu turned into a string of fingertips and delivered it vividly, and when all the good memories in my heart were vented, I looked around in a blink of an eye and found that there was no one around me, "When you are by my side "The present tense has become the past tense, and the sadness in my heart is entangled in the lingering sound.

Charlize still has a smile on his face and no teardrops in his eyes, but there is infinite distress in his heart, the sadness hidden behind the lightness and joy, dancing in the moonlight, just like a graceful ballerina on the tip of a knife Performed on stage, the more moving the dance, the deeper the pain, all the audience saw the beautiful posture, but no one could see the bright red on the soles of the feet.

After playing the entire song, Hugo sat on the spot with the guitar quietly and fell into his thoughts. Charlize could see the smile on the corner of Hugo’s mouth, and the clear eyes were dry, but Charlize knew that Hugo's heart was blue at this time.

"So, how do you plan to name this song?" Charlize broke the silence in the hall and asked pretentiously.

Hugo woke up from his thoughts and pursed his lips, "'I have you (when...are.near)'. After Hugo finished speaking, he was taken aback for a while, and whispered, "Maybe , I should use the past tense..." Then Hugo stared blankly at the lonely supermarket receipt on the table, eyes full of uncertainty, which almost made Charlize's tears fall.

Charlize quickly turned his head and took two deep breaths, controlled his emotions, and tried to pretend to say calmly, "Now it's actually quite good. I think this song is already very complete, and you shouldn't modify it anymore. "

Hugo turned to look at Charlize, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly, "Well, that's it." After speaking, he leaned tiredly on the back of the sofa, as if just now. His singing consumes the strength of his whole body, holding the guitar and leaning his head on the soft chair back, whispering in a low voice, "This is'very' good,''very' good." Then slowly closed his eyes.

Charlize just sat quietly like this and didn't speak any more. The noise of the movie playing on the TV was still quietly heard, but it more and more brought out the quietness of the whole hall. Charlize stared at the TV screen in a daze, but was not at all sleepy, and had no thoughts of "swinging" in his head but when he turned his head to look at Hugo, his eyes were still A faint worry emerged. Things have been crowded together recently. Hugo is facing the test of wave after wave. I don't know how long he can hold on.

After an unknown period of time, Hugo seemed to fall into a deep sleep. Charlize stood up and took a look. Only then did he find that Hugo’s cheeks had abnormal redness, and there was a little sweat on his forehead, and he stretched out his hand. I touched it and found that Hugo's body temperature was slightly higher. Charlize found the thermometer worriedly and helped Hugo measure it. Sure enough, it was 100 degrees Fahrenheit (38 degrees Celsius) and had a low fever.

During the whole process, Hugo fell asleep in a daze, without any reaction.

Charlize remembered that Hugo said tonight that the old knee injury had recurred, and he kept ‘rubbing’ his painful head. It seemed that he had caught a cold because of too much sweat and not keeping warm in time. The weather in Los Angeles tonight is not so good. Fortunately, Hugo's body temperature is not very high, and he should be better after sweating thoroughly.

So, Charlize carefully took the guitar out of Hugo’s arms, then twisted the'hair' towel to help Hugo wipe the sweat off his forehead, then took out the quilt in the room and wrapped Hugo. Be strict. After all these things were done, I sat on the sofa wearing a ‘bed’ and ‘hair’ blanket, just guarding Hugo, waiting for the dawn to come.