Charlize ignored the Franco family. Although she saw Douglas and Dave who was still running around in shock, she had no time to care about them, and she didn't want to care about them. She just worried that she would lose Hugo because those people had nothing to do with her. Hugo was her friend and best friend.

Hugo had been away for too long, and Charlize was worried that she would not be able to find him. Hugo's back when he left just now really worried her. She didn't know what would happen to Hugo... The bad mood made her step faster and faster, but she was in a panic. Only countless people could be seen in her sight. Universal Studios looked like a vast ocean at this time, which made Charlize feel a sense of powerlessness.

There was no destination to search all the way, but it was not easy to find a needle in a haystack. Charlize didn't even know whether Hugo was still at Universal Studios or had left. In desperation, Charlize could only return to the crew first and then make a long-term plan.

Back at the crew again, Charlize felt that the world had completely changed, but the crew was still calm, as if nothing had happened at any time, which made Charlize feel like a different life, as if everything that happened just now was just a dream.

If it's really just a dream, that's great.

Charlize absent-mindedly greeted the staff, but his mind was muddy. He didn't know what to do. He stood there and was stunned. Then he realized that he decided to get his cell phone and call Hugo to try it out. He walked quickly towards the rest shed, but as he got closer and closer, his steps slowed down because she saw Hugo.

At this time, Hugo was sitting quietly on a simple folding chair, holding the script of "Romeo and Juliet" in his hand, and was reading it carefully. The sunlight quietly fell on Hugo. Hugo's soft face lines looked a little hazy under the golden light, making him look a little unrealistic and illusory. The calm quietness was like a gurgling stream flowing slowly in the blurred light, as if the surging waves just now had never happened, everything was so calm.

Could it be that everything just now was really just a dream? Charlize's footsteps stopped in place and stared at Hugo in front of him blankly.

Leonardo walked over like this, holding two cups of coffee with a scent of fragrance in his hand, and the rich aroma of coffee could even be smelled ten steps away. He carefully sat down next to Hugo and handed the coffee cup to Hugo. Although Charlize didn't know what Leonardo and Hugo said, her uneasy heart slowly settled down.

Looking at Hugo in front of him carefully, the familiar eyebrows seemed a little strange at this moment. Even between the eyebrows, there was no trace of anger, sadness, or bitterness, as if nothing had happened. He hid all his emotions well.

Hugo was so strange that Charlize's breathing was frozen. He looked at Leonardo next to him, and finally suppressed his anxiety and restlessness and turned away, hoping that the two men would communicate with each other and could have different effects.

Leonardo looked at Hugo beside him carefully, his eyes as if Hugo was a fragile crystal doll. This gaze made Hugo's mouth slightly curl up, and he turned his head to glance at Leonardo, with a hint of joking in his eyes. Unfortunately, because the corners of his mouth were too heavy, he could hardly even find this smile himself.

Leonardo did not notice Hugo's subtle movements, but was immersed in his own thoughts, thinking about how he should speak more appropriately, but he had no idea. Everything was like a ball of yarn, tied into a knot, and he could not find the beginning or the end, so he had no idea how to start.

This made Leonardo a little discouraged. His originally straight back collapsed. In the end, hesitated and confused, he could only speak hesitantly, "So... how about coffee?"

Hugo really didn't expect this sentence. He looked down at the coffee in his hand. The strong aroma of coffee came to his face. The temperature of his palm calmed down. Turning his head, Hugo saw the confusion on Leonardo's face, fearing that he would be careful of touching his wounds, fear of being hurt, and not knowing how to comfort his bitterness. The anxious expression seemed as if this was the dilemma that Leonardo himself had experienced personally.

After all, Hugo couldn't help but burst out laughing. Although the laughter disappeared briefly like a thunderous sound, Leonardo was stunned. Then he saw Hugo laughing and said, "The coffee is good." He answered his question seriously, but it seemed quite funny.

Leonardo couldn't help but grinned in annoyance, "You still have the intention to joke with me, I'm still worried about you in vain."

"I know." The smile on the corner of Hugo's mouth flew away in a flash, and his expression fell silent again. However, this time, Leonardo saw a flash of heaviness and bitterness between his handsome eyebrows. There was a shallow shadow under the deep amber eyes, hiding countless indescribable emotions.

Leonardo felt a bitterness surge in his stomach, and all the hesitation and entanglement disappeared, and he spoke directly, "Hugo, this is not like you. Although I don't know how difficult it is to experience such a messy thing in person... but I know, this is not like you."

Hugo calmly raised his eyes and looked at Leonardo, as if asking, "What should I do?" This look made Leonardo's words stagnate, and he bit his lips in annoyance. Leonardo has never been a type of comforting others, and he is only twenty-one years old this year, and he has experienced too few things.

"Hugo, I can't empathize with you, but I know that I will always support you by your side and be your last support, and Charlize and Joseph, we are always on your side. Hugo I know will never give up hope at any time, and will always be willing to trust friends." Leonardo said a little clumsyly, but the sincerity of the words did not discount at all.

As Leonardo said, this is Hugo. Even if he is hurt again and again, even if his trust is disappointed again and again, even if he is extremely afraid in his heart, even if his trust cannot be restored, Hugo is still willing to take steps again and try to trust his friends again. This is true for Joseph, and so is glorious until death.

Friends are always irreplaceable to Hugo. Maybe they are not Adam, but they are also members of Hugo's family.

"I don't know what that woman means to you, but I hope that the existence of our friends can make up for the position she left behind after she disappeared." Leonardo said it, gradually began to become smoother, and even a loud voice at one point, but he looked around alertly, then quickly shrank his shoulders and lowered his voice, "For God's sake, we almost all live in your house."

The anxiety on Leonardo's face made Hugo's mouth curl a shallow curve, "You know that almost all of you live in my house?"

The irony made Leonardo's cheeks warm and he felt a little embarrassed, but he still said with a shameless face, "So, we are your family. I don't know what others think, but that's what I think."

Hugo looked at Leonardo's paranoid and serious expression, and the curve that had just emerged gradually disappeared, but it was quietly reflected in his eyes. The gloomy mood finally revealed a hint of sunshine, "So, you say this because you don't want to pay for accommodation and food when you come to my house, right?"

When Leonardo heard Hugo's joke, he was not only not upset, but laughed happily, because Hugo was the familiar appearance he was. Unexpectedly, Leonardo gave Hugo a big hug and then patted Hugo's back hard. This made Hugo stunned, but then he felt speechless, but the smile in his eyes still couldn't help but surged up.

Leonardo did not answer, and his smile gradually calmed down, "So, how do you feel now?"

Hugo hesitated for a moment, but didn't know how to answer. He shrugged and curled his lips, but in the end he still had no idea, "I don't know what this feeling is."

In fact, after the initial anger disappeared, Hugo quickly left the scene, and his thoughts settled down. He himself couldn't tell what it felt, not anger, not sadness, not regret, not hatred, not rejection... Perhaps it is the most correct way to describe it as bitter, but Hugo himself couldn't understand it.

Leonardo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it and just patted Hugo on the shoulder. No matter what happened, he always stood on Hugo's side. He didn't care what Lena had to do, nor did he care how innocent the Franco family was. He was just Hugo's friend.

Hugo sat there for a moment, but finally took back his attention and looked down at the script, as if he had no intention of continuing to talk about this. Leonardo sat next to him and fell silent. Only the aroma of coffee was slowly floating in the air.

Leonardo raised his head and noticed Charlize standing not far away. The two of them had a staggered look. Leonardo shook his head gently, but his expression was not too heavy.

Charlize let out a sigh of relief, and she guessed that maybe this was the best. Maybe Hugo needs to hide this matter temporarily; maybe Hugo doesn't want to discuss this matter for the time being; maybe this is the best solution... Because this matter cannot be solved, if you keep applying pressure, it will become a dead knot and become a lump that will never be erased in your heart. Hugo needs time to calm down and time to settle down. Maybe one day in the future, when the exact time comes, he will speak.
Chapter completed!