With a simmering cup of coffee, Charlize walked to the hall, sat down in the corner of the sofa, nestled in the corner, and couldn't help but start in a daze.

At this time, Hugo would have gotten up, made coffee, flipped through the newspapers and magazines he had just arrived today, and discussed some strange topics with Alex...... Perhaps Joseph and Carl would have walked down sleepily and groped their way straight to the place where the coffee was in the kitchen...... When he showed up, Hugo would definitely urge him to use the bathroom quickly and not procrastinate...... Occasionally, Hugo would be seen nervously starting to exercise or raise his throat in front of the window, which must have ended with Ernst's fierce cursing...... Otherwise, there was the sound of Alex crying at the bathroom door and the sound of Samora in the kitchen asking about the breakfast menu......

Normally the house is so lively, but today it is so quiet, as if there is no sound at all, which makes Charlize feel empty everywhere.

She should have been ready a long time ago, shouldn't she? Before Hugo, everyone mentioned moving countless times, didn't they? Ten days ago, Hugo also officially said that he was moving out, and Samora was already looking at the house at that time, didn't she?

This qiē has a long gestation process, but why does she still feel that the qiē comes too quickly, as if it is lightning fast, before she realizes it, the home has been empty.

Sitting on the sofa, there is an indescribable loneliness in the silence around me, like the moonlight slowly fading in the air at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, mixed with the thick night, covering all the scenery with a layer of fog, and the world seems to be left with only its own moments. This made Charlize very uncomfortable.

She lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, but today's coffee was extremely bitter, which made Charlize frown slightly, but she didn't plan to stand up to add honey and milk, just sat there and tasted it carefully. Hugo once said that the bitterness of black coffee precipitated in the mouth will dance on the tip of the tongue with the faint fragrance of coffee beans, and then leave a trace of sweetness and mellow aroma, which slowly exudes.

But Charlize didn't taste anything, "This liar." Charlize pursed her lips and complained lowly, she adjusted her sitting position, but suddenly noticed that there was some paper or something creaking under her buttocks, she reached down and fumbled, and found a label of red wine.

Charlize took a closer look, this is the cheap red wine bought in the supermarket, the bottle they drank last night, why is there only the packaging label left, and the red wine bottle is gone. Charlize looked around, but couldn't find the wine bottle, I don't know if it was thrown under the sofa, or if they were sorted out and taken away as garbage.

Charlize gave up and leaned back on the back of the sofa, smoothed the folds of the label little by little with the fingertips of his right hand, and looked at it casually, but suddenly found that the back that should have been snow-white was densely written at this time, which made Charlize's brows furrow again.

This is Hugo's handwriting, and Charlize is no stranger to it.

Charlize originally thought it was just Hugo's essay, but after a closer look, he realized that it was actually a lyric, a lyric that Charlize had never heard before. Charlize fell silent, the fragmentary memories in his mind sketching out the picture of last night.

She was there crying wolf with a bottle of red wine, and when she sang a song, Hugo sat on the floor on the coffee table, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright. Later, she was tired of singing, saying that she needed to rest, so she leaned on the sofa, kicked Hugo's arm, and asked Hugo to sing a song, but Hugo was unwilling, which made her look disgusted, so she lay on the sofa and chattered depressedly. After Hugo laughed, she sat in place, as if she had scribbled something there, but her head was a little confused at the time, and she didn't pay too much attention to it, and when she reacted, the label didn't know where it had been thrown, and Hugo said that it should be replaced with a vinyl record, and then continued to sort it out. She forgot about it.

The picture in his head was fragmented and hazy, and Charlize had no way to remember the details of the time, only his loss of control and Hugo's unbridled smile, and nothing more. She didn't know if Hugo had written it last night, maybe it had been written a long time ago, or maybe it had been forgotten here by Hugo's previous creations. She had no way of knowing for sure.

Looking down at the label in his hand, Charlize's chaotic brain quieted down.

"Can you say something? something), I'm about to give up on you. I will be that person, if you will; Wherever you go, I will follow you.

Can you say something, I'm about to give up on you. I just feel so small, and this feeling has been haunting my mind for a long time; Leaves me overwhelmed, frenzied, and then falls to the sky. Love, I'm still learning, I'm just struggling.

Can you say something, I'm about to give up on you. I'm sorry I can't give you the one you want, I'll follow wherever I go; Can you say something, I'm about to give up on you. I will let go of all my pride and dignity, and you are the one I love; But I'm going to say goodbye.

Can you say something, I'm about to give up on you. Say something. ”

is such a simple and clean lyrics, without cumbersome embellishments, no profound meanings, no complex sentences, just such simple and clear lyrics, but like a poem that goes straight to the heart, it instantly broke all of Charlize's heart, directly hit the softest part of her heart, and made her stunned directly in place.

"Say something. something)", just such a sentence, but can have countless understandings. Say something quickly, or I'll leave, and as long as you say something, I'll put down all my dignity and pride and stay, regardless of a single thing; Say something quickly, or this qiē will become a thing of the past, all love, family affection and friendship will come to naught, as long as you say something, I am willing to give each other another chance, desperate; Say something quickly, otherwise heaven and man will be separated forever, and the hourglass of life seems to be coming to an end, as long as you say something, I will not give up saving you, even if the doctor gives up, even if the sword is a mountain of fire, I will persevere......

Perhaps, perhaps, this is how it is understood...... Can I say something, I won't turn around and leave, I will stay, tell you the truth of the matter, all the entanglements, all the disturbances, all the hesitations buried in the depths of my heart will be poured out, even if all the qiē is ruined after saying it, I don't hesitate to do it. Just say something.

Charlize looked at the simple packaging label in her hand, the flowing font outlined Hugo's handsome face little by little, but she felt as if she couldn't breathe, her heart was hit so hard, all the ups and downs instantly surged, and before she knew it, tears slipped from her eyes and fell into the black coffee, rippling in circles.

The heart is empty, as if falling from a high altitude, the parachute bag on her back is opened, allowing her to land slowly, but under her feet is an endless abyss, no matter how she falls, she can't land, the sense of emptiness that can't reach the world and the ground makes her panic, even if she stretches out her hand to struggle, even if she tries her best, she can't find a point to borrow, she can only be like a feather, floating at will with the breeze, and the sense of uncertainty and instability makes her heart fall into endless fear.

The bitter taste on the tip of her tongue began to tumble violently, and she finally tasted the sweetness and mellow aroma at the end of the coffee, and the shallow sweetness mixed with the rich aroma of coffee slowly spread, dancing on the tip of her tongue. This made the corners of her mouth pull a smile, and Hugo didn't lie to her. However, the tears in his eyes overflowed again.

It's just her whims, right? There's no way she's sure if this was Hugo's creation last night, right? There's no way she's sure if it's a lyric or not, right? There's no way she's even more sure who the song is about, right? She couldn't even confirm that the handwriting on the label was written by Hugo, right? This lyric looks like the last call to redeem love, and it has nothing to do with friendship, right? Love is drifting apart because of a long silence, and something must be said to save it, right? That kind of unforgettable attachment and grief that goes deep into the bone marrow can only be love, right?

And she and Hugo are just friends, right?

Yes, this qiē is all right. It's just a false signal from her brain, because she doesn't like parting, not in any form; Because she and Hugo are good friends, good friends who have lived together for three years, she is simply reluctant to let her friends go; Because the habitual life pattern was broken and broken, she just began to get used to it......

It must be like this.

Charlize lowered her eyes, she was already starting to miss her friend.

Sitting in the corner of the sofa, Charlize looked at the packaging label in his hand like this, for a long, long time...... Finally, he folded the label neatly, held it in the palm of his hand, and warmed it little by little with the temperature of his palm. With his coffee in hand, Charlize walked to the door of Hugo's room in a bit of a daze.

Hugo's room door was unclosed, it was empty, although there was still a bed, a wardrobe and a desk, but there was nothing left on it, even the garbage was cleaned up, as if it was welcoming the next tenant, but this neatness made Charlize feel uneasy. She didn't like that.

Lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, at this time the coffee had cooled, and the bitterness of the black coffee surged like a beast of the sea, making Charlize frown and tangled together, but she resisted the urge to spit it out, swallowed it, and then carefully felt the bitterness on the tip of her tongue like soot water, showed a disdainful expression, and shouted to the room, "Liar!" ”

The voice echoed in the room, but there was no response, and when he closed his eyes, Hugo's response seemed to ring in his ears, "Haha, you idiot, of course black coffee can't be drunk cold." ”

She just misses her friends, misses her friends...... That's it, right?