Charlize found that after Hugo opened his eyes, he didn't speak, she quietly raised her eyes, and then found that Hugo's eyes were hazy, obviously he was in a state of 'confusion' and 'confusion', and there was no focus at all, which made Charlize breathe a sigh of relief.

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

Hugo gathered his focus along the source of the voice, "Oh, I'm fine. Then he nodded slightly, he just felt a little tired, the headache and knee pain made him weak, Hugo strongly doubted that he had not completely corrected this poor physical condition after so long of exercising.

Looking at Hugo's gradually clear vision, Charlize was a little flustered again, and quickly staggered her gaze, and in a hurry, she raised the supermarket receipt in her hand, "So, this is the lyrics, right?" Just created? Hugo nodded slightly, and Charlize said casually, "Then what melody are you going to match, a cold and sad piano?" ”

Hearing Charlize's words, Hugo chuckled, and the shallow curvature at the corner of his mouth rippled like this, causing Charlize's heartbeat to rise slightly, "No, no, I won't do this." Speaking of music, Hugo's mind shifted a little, and his tone became a little more energetic, and he pondered it carefully, "I thought maybe I would choose to use the guitar and make up a light, even joyful melody, so that it goes together." ”

Hugo's words made Charlize stunned, "This...... This ......" she looked at the ticket in her hand, and the sad words were still clearly visible in her eyes, "how does this match?" "It's hard for her to come up with such an idea in her head, maybe that's the difference in musical talent.

Looking at Charlize's stunned expression, Hugo suddenly felt very happy, and his smile couldn't help but be a little bigger, "What, you don't believe it?" If you're not worried about waking Alex, you can come to my room and get your guitar......" Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, Charlize jumped up and ran towards Hugo's room. Hugo pursed his lips, "I take this as an affirmative answer." ”

Charlize quickly took the guitar out and handed it to Hugo. Hugo, who was already half-seated, adjusted his sitting position, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and then held the guitar and began to skillfully tune the strings. 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 holding the guitar, and the distracted thoughts are also precipitated with the clear strings of the guitar.

Charlize quickly sat down on the sofa, and then looked intently at Hugo's fingers gently plucking on the strings, Hugo didn't seem to think at all, just plucked a few random plucks on the strings, and the clear sound quality poured out like moonlight, which made Charlize feel really amazing.

I saw Hugo hook his fingertips a few times seemingly casually, and the original simple melody began to be arranged and combined, and the moonlight on the floor in the room began to dance with Hugo's guitar music, which was so wonderful that it was not like words.

"The departed spirit left the aftertaste of perfume on the pillow, and in the room without the slightest light, I lost sleep. The echoes that almost never stopped, time seemed to stop and pressed me tightly. ”

Hugo's moving voice interprets the lyrics with a smile, and Charlize just saw that rigid vocabulary, which seems to be injected with life, dancing like ripples in the place where the moonlight and the night "intersect". As Hugo said, the light guitar strings do not match the sadness of the lyrics at all, and 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, and the 'wave' is beautiful and beautiful, but with the lyrics of the lost soul, there is a wonderful touch, like the rain outside the window that spreads in the night, slowly spreading out in the sight.

"I can't do anything until I make up my mind, can I bathe a qiē in the sun tomorrow? When you're there for me, when you're here I reacquaint myself and discover myself, when you're there for me. ”

The curvature of the corners of Charlize's mouth was outlined in the direction of her ears with the light melody, and the joyful strings slowly cut into the chorus, gradually increasing the speed, she only heard Hugo's smiling voice humming in the lively melody, but when she heard the lyrics "You are by my side", an inexplicable sadness invaded like this. There is still a smile on the corner of the mouth, but the bottom of the eyes is dyed with a layer of loneliness, not gray 'color' or black 'color', but blue 'color', like moonlight, penetrating from the bottom of the eyes to the bottom of the heart.

"The raid, because of the headache of the TV director, the dawn that erupted, I lost sleep. I'm not afraid of anything around me, can I bathe a qiē in the sun tomorrow? When you're by my side, when you're here, I've rediscovered myself. ”

Originally, it is not only sensational music that is moving, not only endless sadness is real, but sadness with a smile has an infinite power, making the heart shrink suddenly, and it is hit in an instant, and the tears that glitter in the smile have a kind of sad but tenacious, painful but tenacious energy, which flows slowly from the clear guitar strings.

"When you're by my side, when you're here, I'm like a child, you're all I have, you're my one, in the darkness I 'lost' myself, but your existence illuminates one, when you're by my side, when you're here, I re-recognize myself and discover myself. When you're around, when you're by my side, I rediscover myself, you're all I have, you're one of mine. ”

Hugo's humming voice is getting more and more cheerful, and the strings of the guitar are getting more and more light, as if he is singing a 'wave' love song celebrating the anniversary of the 'handover', with a hint of comfort, a little leisure, and a piece of beauty, but this kind of love is infected by the sadness and discouragement in the lyrics, and evolves into a kind of blue 'color' loneliness.

Listen to Hugo's lyrics, "When you are by my side, you are all I have, you are my qiē", this is not a remembrance, but a call, it can be imagined, all the sweetness in the bottom of the heart, all the happiness, all the 'waves' have turned into fingertip strings, vividly transmitted, and when all the good memories in the heart are vented, I look around, only to find that there is no one around me, and the present tense of "when you are by my side" has become a thing of the past, The sadness in my heart lingers in the lingering sounds.

Charlize still had a smile on his face, and there were no tears in his eyes, but there was infinite distress in his heart, the sorrow hidden behind the lightness and joy, dancing in the moonlight, like a graceful ballet dancer performing on the tip of a knife, 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 whole song, Hugo sat quietly holding the guitar and fell into his own 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 are you going to name this song?" Charlize broke the silence in the hall and asked with a pretended lightheartedness.

Hugo came to his senses and pursed his lips, "'With you by your side. you。 are。 near）’。 After Hugo finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and muttered in a low voice, "Perhaps, I should use the past tense......" and then Hugo looked at the lonely supermarket ticket on the table in a daze, his eyes were full of uncertainty, which made Charlize's tears almost fall.

Charlize hurriedly turned his head and took two deep breaths, restrained his feelings, and tried to pretend to be calm and said, "It's actually 'quite good' now, I think this song is already very complete, and you shouldn't make any more changes." ”

Hugo turned his head to look at Charlize, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly, "Well, so be it." After finishing speaking, he leaned back on the sofa tiredly, as if the singing just now had consumed all his strength, held the guitar and leaned his head on the soft back of the chair, and whispered, "This 'good' is good, 'good' is good." Then he slowly closed his eyes.

Charlize sat quietly and did not speak again. The sound of a movie still whispering on the television was still loud, but it accentuated the silence of the hall. Charlize looked at the TV screen in a daze, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he didn't have any thoughts in his head, but when he turned his head to look at Hugo, there was still a faint worry in his eyes. Things have been crowded together lately, and Hugo is facing the test of 'wave' after 'wave', and I don't know how long he will be able to hold on.

I don't know how long it took, Hugo seemed to fall into a deep sleep, Charlize stood up and looked, only to find that Hugo's cheeks were abnormally 'flushed', and a little sweat was oozing from his forehead, and he reached out to touch and 'touch', and found that Hugo's body temperature was slightly high. Charlize worriedly found the thermometer and measured Hugo, and sure enough, 100 degrees Fahrenheit (38 degrees Celsius), a low-grade fever.

During the whole process, Hugo fell asleep in a daze, and there was no response.

Charlize remembered that Hugo said that the old knee injury had recurred tonight, and he had been 'rubbing' his sore head, it seemed that it was because he was sweating too much and didn't keep warm in time to get cold, and the weather in Los Angeles tonight was not very good. But fortunately, Hugo's body temperature is not very high, and he should get better after sweating thoroughly.

So, Charlize carefully took the guitar out of Hugo's arms, then twisted the 'hairy' towel to help Hugo wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then took out the quilt in the room and wrapped Hugo tightly. After all these things were done, he sat on the sofa with a 'bed' and 'wool' blanket, and guarded Hugo like this, quietly waiting for the dawn to come.