Chapter 1854: Let go
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Hugo held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly in place. He didn't start to play in a hurry, but carefully adjusted the strings in his hands, as if this was the most important job in the world.
Leonardo sat next to him, and all his movements couldn't help but stop, watching Hugo's movements quietly. The simple movements seemed to have magical powers, with a quiet but powerful force that made him earnestly Watching. Under the sunlight, the thin strings cast a golden light, and they flicked between Hugo's slender ones. The surface of the dilapidated guitar is well maintained. It can be seen that it has gone through countless journeys. The scars of the drifting are clearly visible. Time has left a thin layer of wax on those scars, which have been preserved intact. .
This made Leonardo couldn't help but want to listen carefully to the story behind this guitar, as if even the smallest scratch has an endless legend.
This is not the first time Leonardo has watched Hugo create music, but it is the first time that he has felt the story behind the musical note. There are thousands of words hidden in the silence. Lifting his head, Leonardo looked at Hugo's familiar profile, and outlined blurred lines in the afternoon sun, focused and engaged, his every move was so common, but so meaningful. Until this moment, Leonardo truly realized how much weight he was carrying on Hugo's shoulders.
Perhaps, in the eyes of onlookers, about Lena, about Adam, about Franco's family, it seems that it is just a simple matter. But in Hugo's world, that is almost a portrayal of the first half of his life. At this time, Leonardo realized how heavy his light words were for Hugo.
In many cases, the lightheartedness of bystanders is too unfair to those involved.
Leonardo raised his right hand slightly, he wanted to say "sorry" to Hugo. However, Hugo hugged the guitar tightly at this time, and gently outlined the strings. The clear and translucent musical notes were like sunshine, gurgling down like a stream. Time froze at this moment in an instant, outlined into a transparent amber shape, condensing the memory forever.
"Let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime." The singing like a narrative poetry, riding the wind in the sun, let all the noise All disappeared in an instant, as if... as if only the whistling wind was soaring in the sun, the dust of bright fireworks filled the air, and the continuous mountains quietly stretched endlessly in the line of sight...The colorful golden light was in There was a whisper in the ears, other than that, there was only silence in the world. The peaceful, ordinary, and tranquil scene is slowly outlined in a gentle melody.
"I don’t want to be a glamorous member of the masquerade you organized. Everyone has the opportunity to grow. If I have a job to support my family, maybe I will buy a few new strings and spend the weekend with her. "The simple lyrics are quietly narrating the most ordinary life. There is no ups and downs in movies, no surgings in novels, no dramatic changes in stories, everything is just the most ordinary, simplest, and most peaceful life. But there are too many stories. The prom is glamorous, the ignorant and ignorant of the young first love, the wanton display of musical dreams... All the magnificent waves in those memories, but finally returned to peace.
"We can whisper something about the secret of my American dream. Babies need to be cared for, but I am just a child like everyone else." Everyone thinks that they are special, that they are unique, and want to be. Being able to chase dreams, thinking that they are the heroes who save the world, eager for the world to know their name, and hope to be able to leave their own footprints in the long river of history...so that when ordinary life invades, that This kind of mediocrity is caught off guard, and it drowns itself in an instant. Everyone is struggling, trying to get rid of the ordinary life, trying to realize their American dream. I was at a loss, but I forgot my original dream and the happiness and beauty of ordinary life.
People are always too greedy. We always think that there are more, more...but we don't know, behind the more unknown, the price is the loss of true happiness.
"So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."
Almost without warning, Leonardo's cheek was wet with warm tears. He didn't cry, but his tears slipped slowly, because he understood the story behind Hugo's melody. That powerful force grabbed his heart fiercely, and an indescribable sourness surged to his heart. Before he realized it, his vision was blurred by warm tears.
Once, Lina was unwilling to be ordinary, unwilling to be lonely, unwilling to mediocrity; once, Lina thought that her dream was still not realized, she just wanted to run wild to realize her life value; once, Lina chose for the uncertain future To let go, choose to escape, choose to move forward...
Lena's choice is not wrong, no one can blame her for doing wrong, because this is youth, and making mistakes is a part of youth. Therefore, Hugo chose to forgive. He was reminding himself to forget Lena and remember Adam. Because Hugo realized that his refusal to let Lena was just unfair to Adam.
Lena left, but Adam chose to stay. He chose the ordinary and the mediocre. He chose to shoulder the responsibility of the family. He refused to be a hero, he refused to be a big man, and he refused to realize his dream. He just Stubborn and cowardly guarding Lanches, accompanied by Hugo's side, became the strongest backing behind Hugo, and then waited for the day when Hugo grew up-grown enough to support the whole with his shoulders The world, and he remains alone behind him, always standing in place, waiting for the place called home.
He chose to become a father.
Therefore, Adam is not a hero, he is not a big man, let alone a great man who goes down in history, except Lanches, no one knows his name. But for Hugo, he is a hero. His father is the greatest miracle in his life.
"So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."
Hugo just sat quietly on the spot, twitching the guitar strings quietly, but the poetic melody was stained with wizard magic, carrying sunlight, starlight, and sparks in the air. Zhong arbitrarily released energy, using the calmest force to set off the most incredible storm.
Leonardo found that his tears could not stop at all. He could only bite his lower lip tightly and let the tears run wildly. Hugo sang softly with a smile in the dim tears, with that warm voice. Just like the wings of an angel, it makes people intoxicated. The smile in the halo is so perfect, quietly bursting with light. This is a quiet storm, covered on a calm surface, the whole world began to fall apart, the vicissitudes of life, as if the universe had exploded in front of my own eyes, but there was no sound, no storm, just quietly looking at the sky. Countless fragments burst out. Quiet, but magnificent, rushing like an epic, the soul began to tremble.
The most powerful force is actually ordinary life. The simplicity and boredom that seems day after day can destroy everything easily; however, a kind of energy called family affection can make this ordinary life magnificent. Even more magnificent than the Big Bang.
James raised his head and looked at the sky. He wasn't sure where it was, but he could hear the sound of angels singing from the sky. The quiet melody carried a powerful force, causing him to fall into an unknown. In the world, the ubiquitous light blurred his vision, unable to recognize the direction at all, and could only stand in place blankly. Even before James could react, tears had already crushed all his defenses. He had no power to fight back. He could only open his mouth slightly, letting the tears make him extremely embarrassed and extremely small, gradually in the melody. lose oneself.
James didn't know what was going on, he couldn't even hear Hugo's lyrics clearly, but the melody alone was enough to make him completely lost, lost and at a loss, sitting in place.
In the brilliant light, Leonardo saw the smile at the corner of Hugo’s mouth. He could even outline the perfect arc. Leonardo knew that it was splendid from the heart, like an orchid blooming proudly on a cliff. , Vicissitudes and strong.
When a melody ended the whole world fell silent. Hugo still held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly on the spot. He didn't shed tears, but a vague halo covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were only outlined with a shallow arc, with a warm smile.
Hugo was finally relieved. He knew that forgiving Lena not only meant forgiving himself, it also meant that he chose to let go and let go of the image of a mother who represented childhood; Hugo knew that he had missed too much. Too much, he should not be attached to Lena, but should focus on Adam. The real company by his side is his father, who has always been the taciturn, irritable father. His hero has always been that figure, but he has always forgotten this.
Therefore, Hugo was relieved.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented ease, as if he were treating Uma, and he could face Lena calmly. Even though Lena appeared in front of him now, he was fearless and he could face it with a smile. Because Hugo knew that the term mother could no longer hurt him.
"Hugo, what was the name of this song just now?" Leonardo said softly, as if worried that a little louder would break the beauty of this moment.
Hugo slightly outlines the corners of his mouth, "'Hero()', this song is called'Hero'."
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Hugo held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly in place. He didn't start to play in a hurry, but carefully adjusted the strings in his hands, as if this was the most important job in the world.
Leonardo sat next to him, and all his movements couldn't help but stop, watching Hugo's movements quietly. The simple movements seemed to have magical powers, with a quiet but powerful force that made him earnestly Watching. Under the sunlight, the thin strings cast a golden light, and they flicked between Hugo's slender ones. The surface of the dilapidated guitar is well maintained. It can be seen that it has gone through countless journeys. The scars of the drifting are clearly visible. Time has left a thin layer of wax on those scars, which have been preserved intact. .
This made Leonardo couldn't help but want to listen carefully to the story behind this guitar, as if even the smallest scratch has an endless legend.
This is not the first time Leonardo has watched Hugo create music, but it is the first time that he has felt the story behind the musical note. There are thousands of words hidden in the silence. Lifting his head, Leonardo looked at Hugo's familiar profile, and outlined blurred lines in the afternoon sun, focused and engaged, his every move was so common, but so meaningful. Until this moment, Leonardo truly realized how much weight he was carrying on Hugo's shoulders.
Perhaps, in the eyes of onlookers, about Lena, about Adam, about Franco's family, it seems that it is just a simple matter. But in Hugo's world, that is almost a portrayal of the first half of his life. At this time, Leonardo realized how heavy his light words were for Hugo.
In many cases, the lightheartedness of bystanders is too unfair to those involved.
Leonardo raised his right hand slightly, he wanted to say "sorry" to Hugo. However, Hugo hugged the guitar tightly at this time, and gently outlined the strings. The clear and translucent musical notes were like sunshine, gurgling down like a stream. Time froze at this moment in an instant, outlined into a transparent amber shape, condensing the memory forever.
"Let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime." The singing like a narrative poetry, riding the wind in the sun, let all the noise All disappeared in an instant, as if... as if only the whistling wind was soaring in the sun, the dust of bright fireworks filled the air, and the continuous mountains quietly stretched endlessly in the line of sight...The colorful golden light was in There was a whisper in the ears, other than that, there was only silence in the world. The peaceful, ordinary, and tranquil scene is slowly outlined in a gentle melody.
"I don’t want to be a glamorous member of the masquerade you organized. Everyone has the opportunity to grow. If I have a job to support my family, maybe I will buy a few new strings and spend the weekend with her. "The simple lyrics are quietly narrating the most ordinary life. There is no ups and downs in movies, no surgings in novels, no dramatic changes in stories, everything is just the most ordinary, simplest, and most peaceful life. But there are too many stories. The prom is glamorous, the ignorant and ignorant of the young first love, the wanton display of musical dreams... All the magnificent waves in those memories, but finally returned to peace.
"We can whisper something about the secret of my American dream. Babies need to be cared for, but I am just a child like everyone else." Everyone thinks that they are special, that they are unique, and want to be. Being able to chase dreams, thinking that they are the heroes who save the world, eager for the world to know their name, and hope to be able to leave their own footprints in the long river of history...so that when ordinary life invades, that This kind of mediocrity is caught off guard, and it drowns itself in an instant. Everyone is struggling, trying to get rid of the ordinary life, trying to realize their American dream. I was at a loss, but I forgot my original dream and the happiness and beauty of ordinary life.
People are always too greedy. We always think that there are more, more...but we don't know, behind the more unknown, the price is the loss of true happiness.
"So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."
Almost without warning, Leonardo's cheek was wet with warm tears. He didn't cry, but his tears slipped slowly, because he understood the story behind Hugo's melody. That powerful force grabbed his heart fiercely, and an indescribable sourness surged to his heart. Before he realized it, his vision was blurred by warm tears.
Once, Lina was unwilling to be ordinary, unwilling to be lonely, unwilling to mediocrity; once, Lina thought that her dream was still not realized, she just wanted to run wild to realize her life value; once, Lina chose for the uncertain future To let go, choose to escape, choose to move forward...
Lena's choice is not wrong, no one can blame her for doing wrong, because this is youth, and making mistakes is a part of youth. Therefore, Hugo chose to forgive. He was reminding himself to forget Lena and remember Adam. Because Hugo realized that his refusal to let Lena was just unfair to Adam.
Lena left, but Adam chose to stay. He chose the ordinary and the mediocre. He chose to shoulder the responsibility of the family. He refused to be a hero, he refused to be a big man, and he refused to realize his dream. He just Stubborn and cowardly guarding Lanches, accompanied by Hugo's side, became the strongest backing behind Hugo, and then waited for the day when Hugo grew up-grown enough to support the whole with his shoulders The world, and he remains alone behind him, always standing in place, waiting for the place called home.
He chose to become a father.
Therefore, Adam is not a hero, he is not a big man, let alone a great man who goes down in history, except Lanches, no one knows his name. But for Hugo, he is a hero. His father is the greatest miracle in his life.
"So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."
Hugo just sat quietly on the spot, twitching the guitar strings quietly, but the poetic melody was stained with wizard magic, carrying sunlight, starlight, and sparks in the air. Zhong arbitrarily released energy, using the calmest force to set off the most incredible storm.
Leonardo found that his tears could not stop at all. He could only bite his lower lip tightly and let the tears run wildly. Hugo sang softly with a smile in the dim tears, with that warm voice. Just like the wings of an angel, it makes people intoxicated. The smile in the halo is so perfect, quietly bursting with light. This is a quiet storm, covered on a calm surface, the whole world began to fall apart, the vicissitudes of life, as if the universe had exploded in front of my own eyes, but there was no sound, no storm, just quietly looking at the sky. Countless fragments burst out. Quiet, but magnificent, rushing like an epic, the soul began to tremble.
The most powerful force is actually ordinary life. The simplicity and boredom that seems day after day can destroy everything easily; however, a kind of energy called family affection can make this ordinary life magnificent. Even more magnificent than the Big Bang.
James raised his head and looked at the sky. He wasn't sure where it was, but he could hear the sound of angels singing from the sky. The quiet melody carried a powerful force, causing him to fall into an unknown. In the world, the ubiquitous light blurred his vision, unable to recognize the direction at all, and could only stand in place blankly. Even before James could react, tears had already crushed all his defenses. He had no power to fight back. He could only open his mouth slightly, letting the tears make him extremely embarrassed and extremely small, gradually in the melody. lose oneself.
James didn't know what was going on, he couldn't even hear Hugo's lyrics clearly, but the melody alone was enough to make him completely lost, lost and at a loss, sitting in place.
In the brilliant light, Leonardo saw the smile at the corner of Hugo’s mouth. He could even outline the perfect arc. Leonardo knew that it was splendid from the heart, like an orchid blooming proudly on a cliff. , Vicissitudes and strong.
When a melody ended the whole world fell silent. Hugo still held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly on the spot. He didn't shed tears, but a vague halo covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were only outlined with a shallow arc, with a warm smile.
Hugo was finally relieved. He knew that forgiving Lena not only meant forgiving himself, it also meant that he chose to let go and let go of the image of a mother who represented childhood; Hugo knew that he had missed too much. Too much, he should not be attached to Lena, but should focus on Adam. The real company by his side is his father, who has always been the taciturn, irritable father. His hero has always been that figure, but he has always forgotten this.
Therefore, Hugo was relieved.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented ease, as if he were treating Uma, and he could face Lena calmly. Even though Lena appeared in front of him now, he was fearless and he could face it with a smile. Because Hugo knew that the term mother could no longer hurt him.
"Hugo, what was the name of this song just now?" Leonardo said softly, as if worried that a little louder would break the beauty of this moment.
Hugo slightly outlines the corners of his mouth, "'Hero()', this song is called'Hero'."
Hugo held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly in place. He didn't start to play in a hurry, but carefully adjusted the strings in his hands, as if this was the most important job in the world.Leonardo sat next to him, and all his movements couldn't help but stop, watching Hugo's movements quietly. The simple movements seemed to have magical powers, with a quiet but powerful force that made him earnestly Watching. Under the sunlight, the thin strings cast a golden light, and they flicked between Hugo's slender ones. The surface of the dilapidated guitar is well maintained. It can be seen that it has gone through countless journeys. The scars of the drifting are clearly visible. Time has left a thin layer of wax on those scars, which have been preserved intact. .This made Leonardo couldn't help but want to listen carefully to the story behind this guitar, as if even the smallest scratch has an endless legend.This is not the first time Leonardo has watched Hugo create music, but it is the first time that he has felt the story behind the musical note. There are thousands of words hidden in the silence. Lifting his head, Leonardo looked at Hugo's familiar profile, and outlined blurred lines in the afternoon sun, focused and engaged, his every move was so common, but so meaningful. Until this moment, Leonardo truly realized how much weight he was carrying on Hugo's shoulders.Perhaps, in the eyes of onlookers, about Lena, about Adam, about Franco's family, it seems that it is just a simple matter. But in Hugo's world, that is almost a portrayal of the first half of his life. At this time, Leonardo realized how heavy his light words were for Hugo.In many cases, the lightheartedness of bystanders is too unfair to those involved.Leonardo raised his right hand slightly, he wanted to say "sorry" to Hugo. However, Hugo hugged the guitar tightly at this time, and gently outlined the strings. The clear and translucent musical notes were like sunshine, gurgling down like a stream. Time froze at this moment in an instant, outlined into a transparent amber shape, condensing the memory forever."Let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime." The singing like a narrative poetry, riding the wind in the sun, let all the noise All disappeared in an instant, as if... as if only the whistling wind was soaring in the sun, the dust of bright fireworks filled the air, and the continuous mountains quietly stretched endlessly in the line of sight...The colorful golden light was in There was a whisper in the ears, other than that, there was only silence in the world. The peaceful, ordinary, and tranquil scene is slowly outlined in a gentle melody."I don't want to be a glamorous member of the masquerade you organized. Everyone has the opportunity to grow. If I have a job to support my family, maybe I will buy a few new strings and spend the weekend with her. "The simple lyrics are quietly narrating the most ordinary life. There is no ups and downs in movies, no surgings in novels, no dramatic changes in stories, everything is just the most ordinary, simplest, and most peaceful life. But there are too many stories. The prom is glamorous, the ignorant and ignorant of the young first love, the wanton display of musical dreams... All the magnificent waves in those memories, but finally returned to peace."We can whisper something about the secret of my American dream. Babies need to be cared for, but I am just a child like everyone else." Everyone thinks that they are special, that they are unique, and want to be. Being able to chase dreams, thinking that they are the heroes who save the world, eager for the world to know their name, and hope to be able to leave their own footprints in the long river of history...so that when ordinary life invades, that This kind of mediocrity is caught off guard, and it drowns itself in an instant. Everyone is struggling, trying to get rid of the ordinary life, trying to realize their American dream. I was at a loss, but I forgot my original dream and the happiness and beauty of ordinary life.People are always too greedy. We always think that there are more, more...but we don't know, behind the more unknown, the price is the loss of true happiness."So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."Almost without warning, Leonardo's cheek was wet with warm tears. He didn't cry, but his tears slipped slowly, because he understood the story behind Hugo's melody. That powerful force grabbed his heart fiercely, and an indescribable sourness surged to his heart. Before he realized it, his vision was blurred by warm tears.Once, Lina was unwilling to be ordinary, unwilling to be lonely, unwilling to mediocrity; once, Lina thought that her dream was still not realized, she just wanted to run wild to realize her life value; once, Lina chose for the uncertain future To let go, choose to escape, choose to move forward...Lena's choice is not wrong, no one can blame her for doing wrong, because this is youth, and making mistakes is a part of youth. Therefore, Hugo chose to forgive. He was reminding himself to forget Lena and remember Adam. Because Hugo realized that his refusal to let Lena was just unfair to Adam.Lena left, but Adam chose to stay. He chose the ordinary and the mediocre. He chose to shoulder the responsibility of the family. He refused to be a hero, he refused to be a big man, and he refused to realize his dream. He just Stubborn and cowardly guarding Lanches, accompanied by Hugo's side, became the strongest backing behind Hugo, and then waited for the day when Hugo grew up-grown enough to support the whole with his shoulders The world, and he remains alone behind him, always standing in place, waiting for the place called home.He chose to become a father.Therefore, Adam is not a hero, he is not a big man, let alone a great man who goes down in history, except Lanches, no one knows his name. But for Hugo, he is a hero. His father is the greatest miracle in his life."So, let me go, I don't want to be your hero, and I don't want to be a big man. I just want to be an ordinary person and work hard for a lifetime."Hugo just sat quietly on the spot, twitching the guitar strings quietly, but the poetic melody was stained with wizard magic, carrying sunlight, starlight, and sparks in the air. Zhong arbitrarily released energy, using the calmest force to set off the most incredible storm.Leonardo found that his tears could not stop at all. He could only bite his lower lip tightly and let the tears run wildly. Hugo sang softly with a smile in the dim tears, with that warm voice. Just like the wings of an angel, it makes people intoxicated. The smile in the halo is so perfect, quietly bursting with light. This is a quiet storm, covered on a calm surface, the whole world began to fall apart, the vicissitudes of life, as if the universe had exploded in front of my own eyes, but there was no sound, no storm, just quietly looking at the sky. Countless fragments burst out. Quiet, but magnificent, rushing like an epic, the soul began to tremble.The most powerful force is actually ordinary life. The simplicity and boredom that seems day after day can destroy everything easily; however, a kind of energy called family affection can make this ordinary life magnificent. Even more magnificent than the Big Bang.James raised his head and looked at the sky. He wasn't sure where it was, but he could hear the sound of angels singing from the sky. The quiet melody carried a powerful force, causing him to fall into an unknown. In the world, the ubiquitous light blurred his vision, unable to recognize the direction at all, and could only stand in place blankly. Even before James could react, tears had already crushed all his defenses. He had no power to fight back. He could only open his mouth slightly, letting the tears make him extremely embarrassed and extremely small, gradually in the melody. lose oneself.James didn't know what was going on, he couldn't even hear Hugo's lyrics clearly, but the melody alone was enough to make him completely lost, lost and at a loss, sitting in place.In the brilliant light, Leonardo saw the smile at the corner of Hugo's mouth. He could even outline the perfect arc. Leonardo knew that it was splendid from the heart, like an orchid blooming proudly on a cliff. , Vicissitudes and strong.When a melody ended the whole world fell silent. Hugo still held the acoustic guitar and sat quietly on the spot. He didn't shed tears, but a vague halo covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were only outlined with a shallow arc, with a warm smile.Hugo was finally relieved. He knew that forgiving Lena not only meant forgiving himself, it also meant that he chose to let go and let go of the image of a mother who represented childhood; Hugo knew that he had missed too much. Too much, he should not be attached to Lena, but should focus on Adam. The real company by his side is his father, who has always been the taciturn, irritable father. His hero has always been that figure, but he has always forgotten this.Therefore, Hugo was relieved.At this moment, he felt an unprecedented ease, as if he were treating Uma, and he could face Lena calmly. Even though Lena appeared in front of him now, he was fearless and he could face it with a smile. Because Hugo knew that the term mother could no longer hurt him."Hugo, what was the name of this song just now?" Leonardo said softly, as if worried that a little louder would break the beauty of this moment.Hugo slightly outlines the corners of his mouth, "'Hero', this song is called'Hero'."
