Chapter 1855: Strong backing
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At one time, Hugo thought that the so-called hero should be like Superman shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world, it should be the Beatles who relied on his own power to change the entire era, and it should be Martin Luther King who contributed to the progress of mankind. My life... But now, Hugo finally understands that, in fact, everyone has their own hero in their heart, and the image of each hero is different.
For him, his hero is the man who is so dull that he can hardly express his emotions, the man who stands behind him in obscurity and encourages him to take care of him, the man who bears all the weight of life on his shoulders. Adam Lancaster.
Hugo remembered that night in his childhood when he was almost delirious because of a high fever. His memory was so vague that he could not remember many details of that night. He just vaguely remembered a hot body temperature and hugged him tightly. While holding him, as if embracing the whole world, he could even feel that body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid... afraid that if he loosened his hands a little, he would lose him. The fear is so clear and deep, he You can almost see the **** of death standing at the end of the bed smiling, but there is a body in front of him firmly blocking the middle, using that fragile back to resist the breath of **** of death, and then abruptly pulling him back from the **** of death.
He used to think it was Lena, because when he woke up, all he saw was the gentle face of his mother. But at this time, the memory in his mind is gradually becoming clear. He can smell the bad tobacco smell, and he can also see the raunchy scum. The hot warmth is like a flame of fire. Surrounded, that figure is not Lena.
That is his hero.
Hugo let out a long sigh, the crystal tears in his eyes blurred his vision, and everything around him was stained with a thin golden halo, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was gently outlined.
Then Hugo stood up, stood still and looked around in a daze, only to find that the figure he was looking for was no longer nearby. The turbulent emotions in his heart made him unable to settle down. Hugo strode back to the study, picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.
The phone rang for a while, and Adam's rough voice came over, "Good afternoon, this is Adam."
"Hey, Dad, it's me, Hugo." Hugo said with a big smile. However, when he heard the familiar voice, tears finally couldn't help anymore, and they just slid down his cheeks. He had never missed this voice so much.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Still like Adam's style, simple and rude, "Couldn't it be those reporters who troubled you? I know these dogs. Shit is definitely not willing to rest, if you look at them Pleasing to the eye, just throw your fist up and let them taste your power!
"It's okay, it's okay..." Hugo shook his head, but his smile burst into tears. Such a familiar voice made him feel relieved. "You know me, now those reporters don't dare to offend me at will, otherwise your rifle would not agree to it."
Hugo's ridicule made Adam scratch his head awkwardly, and simply said grumpily, "If it's okay, then what are you calling me for? If it's too leisurely, go find something to do! I still have guests here, but I don’t have time to spend time with you like a bitch."
Hugo seemed to feel Adam's uncomfortableness, and chuckled lightly. This laughter made Adam more awkward, and he only felt that his whole body was not right. His messy brows were completely knotted together, and he said directly, "Then I will hang up!" Adam didn't realize Hugo at all. Emotions, I couldn't wait to hang up the phone, but at this moment Hugo said "Wait" again, which made Adam pause, and said impatiently, "What!"
"I just want to tell you, I miss you a little bit."
Hugo’s voice came from the receiver, and Adam was stunned. At that moment, Adam almost didn’t know how he should respond, so that he looked to the side involuntarily, and flipped over the counter with his left hand uncomfortably. Cigarette, and then pushed the matchbox next to him, only to find that these actions had no way to link his inner tension.
Immediately Adam realized his gaffe, which caused him to cough twice, concealing the emotional fluctuations in his voice, he had to raise his voice, and the rough voice complained, "So? You are thirty. I’m not a child. Do you want me to take care of you? If nothing else, let’s do it for now. I don’t have time to accompany you.” After speaking, Adam hung up the phone in a panic, almost afraid to do it again. Facing Hugo, he smashed the receiver severely, but the first time was not accurate, which made him hurriedly put the receiver back in a hurry, praying that Hugo would not hear his gaffe here.
Seeing the innocent phone that was hung up forcibly, Adam was stunned, standing still on the spot, as if his brain couldn't react at all.
After a long time, really a long time, Adam gently squeezed his lips, then coughed twice, and returned to normal again, as if nothing had happened, but the slightly trembling fingertips leaked his heart. The truest emotions. He looked at his trembling fingers, and reached out to grab the cigarettes on the counter, but when he picked it up, he seemed to remember something, and put the cigarette pack back on the counter hotly, and finally twisted his fingertips. , Clenched his hands into fists and put them in his pants pockets.
Hugo quietly listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, but did not rush to put the phone down, but stood quietly, thinking carefully for a long time, for a long time, and then whispered softly, "There is also …I love you.” For European and American family culture, this is a simple sentence, a simple sentence, and a daily sentence, but Hugo has never been able to say it until today.
Perhaps, one day in the future, he could muster the courage to say this in front of Adam, because he really thought so in his heart.
After taking a deep breath, Hugo gently put the receiver back, then stepped forward, walked out of the study, looked back at Leonardo who was still sitting in the sun, Hugo waved at him, "No Didn’t you have lunch? Samora should be ready, go downstairs."
Leonardo lowered his head embarrassedly, wiped the tears from his face in a panic, muttering and complaining, "The sun is really dazzling, and the eyes hurt." But the voice was not loud, and he didn't know that he was hiding it from Hugo. , Explained to him, and then hurried over and said nonchalantly, "What about the big parasol on the balcony? Why not take it out? You can sunbathe here in the future."
"Go and ask Samora yourself, didn't you put it away with him last time?" Hugo also pretended not to see Leonardo's embarrassment, and walked downstairs with him with a smile.
When he came to the first floor, Hugo saw James, who was still in tears. He saw Hugo and Leonardo, wiped the tears from his cheeks in a panic, then stood up, bowed his head uneasily, but I don't know what I should do. Hugo patted Leonardo on the shoulder, "You go to the kitchen, James and I have a few words to say."
Leonardo curled his lips and ran away all the way. Hugo looked at James, but smiled, "Have you called Lena?"
James shook his head vigorously, pursed his lips stubbornly, and muttered a few words, but Hugo did not understand. He then said, "Give her a call, at least let her know that you are safe "It made James raise his head like a lightning strike, as if Hugo's next sentence was to drive him away, but the panic expression made Hugo laugh, "I mean, you want to stay Los Angeles, this is your freedom, but you should at least let your family know whereabouts."
Hugo thought for a while, "You just said that you want to be an actor. If you don’t mind, I can introduce you to a professional acting school for some acting studies. As for what you can achieve, it’s up to you. That’s right.” There are many reasons for how the turmoil of the Franco family happened, and some of them must belong to Hugo. However, Hugo does not need to be responsible for James, but he does not need to completely separate himself. After all, James is innocent. "You can stay here tonight, and then tomorrow I will ask Samora to take you to find a place to live. There are many young people in Los Angeles who specialize in learning acting. I believe finding a place is not too difficult."
"But... but why can't I stay here?" James boldly said, observing Hugo's expression carefully, "Although I know, you don't want to admit that you are mine... brother, but you It can’t be denied, can it?"
"James don’t have to take an inch." Hugo felt a little helpless, but showed a serious expression, shook his head, "Your life, my life, there is no intersection..."
"But all this has happened." James said loudly, stubbing his neck, he really wanted to stay, even if it was silly, "I already know your existence, you also know my existence, so why not? If you are worried that there is no place for me to live here, I...I can sleep in the grocery room or, or just outside, in the garage, I have no problem."
"James, you are not my responsibility." Hugo tried to explain, but Leonardo came out of the kitchen, "But, I can stay here, why can't he?"
Hugo glared at Leonardo speechlessly, and Leonardo immediately retracted his head like a tortoise. Hugo turned his head angrily and looked at James in front of him-he actually made a pitiful pleading expression very cooperatively, Hugo shook his head, "You are crossing the boundary, James, you are crossing the boundary, you It's not my responsibility. Attention, you are not my responsibility!"
But after venting, Hugo still sighed and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at James’s puppy-like eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he turned around and left without agreeing. But it did not refuse.
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At one time, Hugo thought that the so-called hero should be like Superman shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world, it should be the Beatles who relied on his own power to change the entire era, and it should be Martin Luther King who contributed to the progress of mankind. My life... But now, Hugo finally understands that, in fact, everyone has their own hero in their heart, and the image of each hero is different.
For him, his hero is the man who is so dull that he can hardly express his emotions, the man who stands behind him in obscurity and encourages him to take care of him, the man who bears all the weight of life on his shoulders. Adam Lancaster.
Hugo remembered that night in his childhood when he was almost delirious because of a high fever. His memory was so vague that he could not remember many details of that night. He just vaguely remembered a hot body temperature and hugged him tightly. While holding him, as if embracing the whole world, he could even feel that body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid... afraid that if he loosened his hands a little, he would lose him. The fear is so clear and deep, he You can almost see the **** of death standing at the end of the bed smiling, but there is a body in front of him firmly blocking the middle, using that fragile back to resist the breath of **** of death, and then abruptly pulling him back from the **** of death.
He used to think it was Lena, because when he woke up, all he saw was the gentle face of his mother. But at this time, the memory in his mind is gradually becoming clear. He can smell the bad tobacco smell, and he can also see the raunchy scum. The hot warmth is like a flame of fire. Surrounded, that figure is not Lena.
That is his hero.
Hugo let out a long sigh, the crystal tears in his eyes blurred his vision, and everything around him was stained with a thin golden halo, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was gently outlined.
Then Hugo stood up, stood still and looked around in a daze, only to find that the figure he was looking for was no longer nearby. The turbulent emotions in his heart made him unable to settle down. Hugo strode back to the study, picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.
The phone rang for a while, and Adam's rough voice came over, "Good afternoon, this is Adam."
"Hey, Dad, it's me, Hugo." Hugo said with a big smile. However, when he heard the familiar voice, tears finally couldn't help anymore, and they just slid down his cheeks. He had never missed this voice so much.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Still like Adam's style, simple and rude, "Couldn't it be those reporters who troubled you? I know these dogs. Shit is definitely not willing to rest, if you look at them Pleasing to the eye, just throw your fist up and let them taste your power!
"It's okay, it's okay..." Hugo shook his head, but his smile burst into tears. Such a familiar voice made him feel relieved. "You know me, now those reporters don't dare to offend me at will, otherwise your rifle would not agree to it."
Hugo's ridicule made Adam scratch his head awkwardly, and simply said grumpily, "If it's okay, then what are you calling me for? If it's too leisurely, go find something to do! I still have guests here, but I don’t have time to spend time with you like a bitch."
Hugo seemed to feel Adam's uncomfortableness, and chuckled lightly. This laughter made Adam more awkward, and he only felt that his whole body was not right. His messy brows were completely knotted together, and he said directly, "Then I will hang up!" Adam didn't realize Hugo at all. Emotions, I couldn't wait to hang up the phone, but at this moment Hugo said "Wait" again, which made Adam pause, and said impatiently, "What!"
"I just want to tell you, I miss you a little bit."
Hugo’s voice came from the receiver, and Adam was stunned. At that moment, Adam almost didn’t know how he should respond, so that he looked to the side involuntarily, and flipped over the counter with his left hand uncomfortably. Cigarette, and then pushed the matchbox next to him, only to find that these actions had no way to link his inner tension.
Immediately Adam realized his gaffe, which caused him to cough twice, concealing the emotional fluctuations in his voice, he had to raise his voice, and the rough voice complained, "So? You are thirty. I’m not a child. Do you want me to take care of you? If nothing else, let’s do it for now. I don’t have time to accompany you.” After speaking, Adam hung up the phone in a panic, almost afraid to do it again. Facing Hugo, he smashed the receiver severely, but the first time was not accurate, which made him hurriedly put the receiver back in a hurry, praying that Hugo would not hear his gaffe here.
Seeing the innocent phone that was hung up forcibly, Adam was stunned, standing still on the spot, as if his brain couldn't react at all.
After a long time, really a long time, Adam gently squeezed his lips, then coughed twice, and returned to normal again, as if nothing had happened, but the slightly trembling fingertips leaked his heart. The truest emotions. He looked at his trembling fingers, and reached out to grab the cigarettes on the counter, but when he picked it up, he seemed to remember something, and put the cigarette pack back on the counter hotly, and finally twisted his fingertips. , Clenched his hands into fists and put them in his pants pockets.
Hugo quietly listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, but did not rush to put the phone down, but stood quietly, thinking carefully for a long time, for a long time, and then whispered softly, "There is also …I love you.” For European and American family culture, this is a simple sentence, a simple sentence, and a daily sentence, but Hugo has never been able to say it until today.
Perhaps, one day in the future, he could muster the courage to say this in front of Adam, because he really thought so in his heart.
After taking a deep breath, Hugo gently put the receiver back, then stepped forward, walked out of the study, looked back at Leonardo who was still sitting in the sun, Hugo waved at him, "No Didn’t you have lunch? Samora should be ready, go downstairs."
Leonardo lowered his head embarrassedly, wiped the tears from his face in a panic, muttering and complaining, "The sun is really dazzling, and the eyes hurt." But the voice was not loud, and he didn't know that he was hiding it from Hugo. , Explained to him, and then hurried over and said nonchalantly, "What about the big parasol on the balcony? Why not take it out? You can sunbathe here in the future."
"Go and ask Samora yourself, didn't you put it away with him last time?" Hugo also pretended not to see Leonardo's embarrassment, and walked downstairs with him with a smile.
When he came to the first floor, Hugo saw James, who was still in tears. He saw Hugo and Leonardo, wiped the tears from his cheeks in a panic, then stood up, bowed his head uneasily, but I don't know what I should do. Hugo patted Leonardo on the shoulder, "You go to the kitchen, James and I have a few words to say."
Leonardo curled his lips and ran away all the way. Hugo looked at James, but smiled, "Have you called Lena?"
James shook his head vigorously, pursed his lips stubbornly, and muttered a few words, but Hugo did not understand. He then said, "Give her a call, at least let her know that you are safe "It made James raise his head like a lightning strike, as if Hugo's next sentence was to drive him away, but the panic expression made Hugo laugh, "I mean, you want to stay Los Angeles, this is your freedom, but you should at least let your family know whereabouts."
Hugo thought for a while, "You just said that you want to be an actor. If you don’t mind, I can introduce you to a professional acting school for some acting studies. As for what you can achieve, it’s up to you. That’s right.” There are many reasons for how the turmoil of the Franco family happened, and some of them must belong to Hugo. However, Hugo does not need to be responsible for James, but he does not need to completely separate himself. After all, James is innocent. "You can stay here tonight, and then tomorrow I will ask Samora to take you to find a place to live. There are many young people in Los Angeles who specialize in learning acting. I believe finding a place is not too difficult."
"But... but why can't I stay here?" James boldly said, observing Hugo's expression carefully, "Although I know, you don't want to admit that you are mine... brother, but you It can’t be denied, can it?"
"James don’t have to take an inch." Hugo felt a little helpless, but showed a serious expression, shook his head, "Your life, my life, there is no intersection..."
"But all this has happened." James said loudly, stubbing his neck, he really wanted to stay, even if it was silly, "I already know your existence, you also know my existence, so why not? If you are worried that there is no place for me to live here, I...I can sleep in the grocery room or, or just outside, in the garage, I have no problem."
"James, you are not my responsibility." Hugo tried to explain, but Leonardo came out of the kitchen, "But, I can stay here, why can't he?"
Hugo glared at Leonardo speechlessly, and Leonardo immediately retracted his head like a tortoise. Hugo turned his head angrily and looked at James in front of him-he actually made a pitiful pleading expression very cooperatively, Hugo shook his head, "You are crossing the boundary, James, you are crossing the boundary, you It's not my responsibility. Attention, you are not my responsibility!"
But after venting, Hugo still sighed and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at James’s puppy-like eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he turned around and left without agreeing. But it did not refuse.
At one time, Hugo thought that the so-called hero should be like Superman shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world, it should be the Beatles who relied on his own power to change the entire era, and it should be Martin Luther King who contributed to the progress of mankind. My life... But now, Hugo finally understands that, in fact, everyone has their own hero in their heart, and the image of each hero is different.For him, his hero is the man who is so dull that he can hardly express his emotions, the man who stands behind him in obscurity and encourages him to take care of him, the man who bears all the weight of life on his shoulders. Adam Lancaster.Hugo remembered that night in his childhood when he was almost delirious because of a high fever. His memory was so vague that he could not remember many details of that night. He just vaguely remembered a hot body temperature and hugged him tightly. While holding him, as if embracing the whole world, he could even feel that body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid... afraid that if he loosened his hands a little, he would lose him. The fear is so clear and deep, he You can almost see the **** of death standing at the end of the bed smiling, but there is a body in front of him firmly blocking the middle, using that fragile back to resist the breath of **** of death, and then abruptly pulling him back from the **** of death.He used to think it was Lena, because when he woke up, all he saw was the gentle face of his mother. But at this time, the memory in his mind is gradually becoming clear. He can smell the bad tobacco smell, and he can also see the raunchy scum. The hot warmth is like a flame of fire. Surrounded, that figure is not Lena.That is his hero.Hugo let out a long sigh, the crystal tears in his eyes blurred his vision, and everything around him was stained with a thin golden halo, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was gently outlined.Then Hugo stood up, stood still and looked around in a daze, only to find that the figure he was looking for was no longer nearby. The turbulent emotions in his heart made him unable to settle down. Hugo strode back to the study, picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.The phone rang for a while, and Adam's rough voice came over, "Good afternoon, this is Adam.""Hey, Dad, it's me, Hugo." Hugo said with a big smile. However, when he heard the familiar voice, tears finally couldn't help anymore, and they just slid down his cheeks. He had never missed this voice so much."What's the matter? What's the matter?" Still like Adam's style, simple and rude, "Couldn't it be those reporters who troubled you? I know these dogs. Shit is definitely not willing to rest, if you look at them Pleasing to the eye, just throw your fist up and let them taste your power!"It's okay, it's okay..." Hugo shook his head, but his smile burst into tears. Such a familiar voice made him feel relieved. "You know me, now those reporters don't dare to offend me at will, otherwise your rifle would not agree to it."Hugo's ridicule made Adam scratch his head awkwardly, and simply said grumpily, "If it's okay, then what are you calling me for? If it's too leisurely, go find something to do! I still have guests here, but I don't have time to spend time with you like a bitch."Hugo seemed to feel Adam's uncomfortableness, and chuckled lightly. This laughter made Adam more awkward, and he only felt that his whole body was not right. His messy brows were completely knotted together, and he said directly, "Then I will hang up!" Adam didn't realize Hugo at all. Emotions, I couldn't wait to hang up the phone, but at this moment Hugo said "Wait" again, which made Adam pause, and said impatiently, "What!""I just want to tell you, I miss you a little bit."Hugo's voice came from the receiver, and Adam was stunned. At that moment, Adam almost didn't know how he should respond, so that he looked to the side involuntarily, and flipped over the counter with his left hand uncomfortably. Cigarette, and then pushed the matchbox next to him, only to find that these actions had no way to link his inner tension.Immediately Adam realized his gaffe, which caused him to cough twice, concealing the emotional fluctuations in his voice, he had to raise his voice, and the rough voice complained, "So? You are thirty. I'm not a child. Do you want me to take care of you? If nothing else, let's do it for now. I don't have time to accompany you. After speaking, Adam hung up the phone in a panic, almost afraid to do it again. Facing Hugo, he smashed the receiver severely, but the first time was not accurate, which made him hurriedly put the receiver back in a hurry, praying that Hugo would not hear his gaffe here.Seeing the innocent phone that was hung up forcibly, Adam was stunned, standing still on the spot, as if his brain couldn't react at all.After a long time, really a long time, Adam gently squeezed his lips, then coughed twice, and returned to normal again, as if nothing had happened, but the slightly trembling fingertips leaked his heart. The truest emotions. He looked at his trembling fingers, and reached out to grab the cigarettes on the counter, but when he picked it up, he seemed to remember something, and put the cigarette pack back on the counter hotly, and finally twisted his fingertips. , Clenched his hands into fists and put them in his pants pockets.Hugo quietly listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, but did not rush to put the phone down, but stood quietly, thinking carefully for a long time, for a long time, and then whispered softly, "There is also I love you. For European and American family culture, this is a simple sentence, a simple sentence, and a daily sentence, but Hugo has never been able to say it until today.Perhaps, one day in the future, he could muster the courage to say this in front of Adam, because he really thought so in his heart.After taking a deep breath, Hugo gently put the receiver back, then stepped forward, walked out of the study, looked back at Leonardo who was still sitting in the sun, Hugo waved at him, "No Didn't you have lunch? Samora should be ready, go downstairs."Leonardo lowered his head embarrassedly, wiped the tears from his face in a panic, muttering and complaining, "The sun is really dazzling, and the eyes hurt." But the voice was not loud, and he didn't know that he was hiding it from Hugo. , Explained to him, and then hurried over and said nonchalantly, "What about the big parasol on the balcony? Why not take it out? You can sunbathe here in the future.""Go and ask Samora yourself, didn't you put it away with him last time?" Hugo also pretended not to see Leonardo's embarrassment, and walked downstairs with him with a smile.When he came to the first floor, Hugo saw James, who was still in tears. He saw Hugo and Leonardo, wiped the tears from his cheeks in a panic, then stood up, bowed his head uneasily, but I don't know what I should do. Hugo patted Leonardo on the shoulder, "You go to the kitchen, James and I have a few words to say."Leonardo curled his lips and ran away all the way. Hugo looked at James, but smiled, "Have you called Lena?"James shook his head vigorously, pursed his lips stubbornly, and muttered a few words, but Hugo did not understand. He then said, "Give her a call, at least let her know that you are safe "It made James raise his head like a lightning strike, as if Hugo's next sentence was to drive him away, but the panic expression made Hugo laugh, "I mean, you want to stay Los Angeles, this is your freedom, but you should at least let your family know whereabouts."Hugo thought for a while, "You just said that you want to be an actor. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to a professional acting school for some acting studies. As for what you can achieve, it's up to you. That's right. There are many reasons for how the turmoil of the Franco family happened, and some of them must belong to Hugo. However, Hugo does not need to be responsible for James, but he does not need to completely separate himself. After all, James is innocent. "You can stay here tonight, and then tomorrow I will ask Samora to take you to find a place to live. There are many young people in Los Angeles who specialize in learning acting. I believe finding a place is not too difficult.""But... but why can't I stay here?" James boldly said, observing Hugo's expression carefully, "Although I know, you don't want to admit that you are mine... brother, but you It can't be denied, can it?""James don't have to take an inch." Hugo felt a little helpless, but showed a serious expression, shook his head, "Your life, my life, there is no intersection...""But all this has happened." James said loudly, stubbing his neck, he really wanted to stay, even if it was silly, "I already know your existence, you also know my existence, so why not? If you are worried that there is no place for me to live here, I...I can sleep in the grocery room or, or just outside, in the garage, I have no problem.""James, you are not my responsibility." Hugo tried to explain, but Leonardo came out of the kitchen, "But, I can stay here, why can't he?"Hugo glared at Leonardo speechlessly, and Leonardo immediately retracted his head like a tortoise. Hugo turned his head angrily and looked at James in front of him-he actually made a pitiful pleading expression very cooperatively, Hugo shook his head, "You are crossing the boundary, James, you are crossing the boundary, you It's not my responsibility. Attention, you are not my responsibility!"But after venting, Hugo still sighed and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at James's puppy-like eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he turned around and left without agreeing. But it did not refuse.
