"God, how much wine did you drink!" Hugo only felt that Leonardo was like a sandbag that completely relieved his strength, pressing all the weight on Hugo's right shoulder. Even under normal circumstances, he would feel very heavy. What's more, Hugo is now weak, so Hugo half-carrying and pulling Leonardo on the beach, and fortunately, the observation deck is not far away, less than twenty yards away, Hugo staggers to his destination.

Hugo smashed Leonardo directly on the beach. He didn't have the strength to climb to the observation deck, so he simply sat on the beach under the observation deck. This blocked a lot of sea breeze, and he suddenly felt "comfortable". Hugo soon discovered the stench from his shirt.

"Oh, this hurts!" Leonardo was thrown down, smashed a hole on the beach, and shouted in a muffled manner, looking a little more awake.

Hugo looked at the various vomit on his shirt and felt that his stomach was starting to roll again, so he simply took off his shirt, rolled it into a ball and threw it beside him, then put his coat on it, then sat down on the beach, buried his legs with sand, so that he could maintain a little temperature. Fortunately, he threw the coat into the bush of low lilacs and did not get any vomit, otherwise, being shirtless would be a torment in this winter.

Hugo's hands were tossing the sand all the time, but his eyes were searching around, and his head was thinking: Did I carry the mobile phone with me when I came out?

Seeing that Hugo ignored his plans, Leonardo finally stopped yelling, opened his eyes with difficulty, lay on the beach, and looked around, "Where are we?"

"I don't know." Hugo felt really heroic. On the first day in 1993, he sat by the beach to "drink the northwest wind", enduring the cold weather in the winter, wearing a pure wool coat and playing with sand on the beach, which was really a unique flavor.

Leonardo lay there for a while and felt cold. He shivered several times and crawled directly to Hugo. When he saw the messy shirt, he kicked it with his feet, "No wonder I said why it smells so smelly."

Hugo sneered, "Look at yourself."

Leonardo looked down at himself and almost vomited again. His coat was worn on his body. A large piece on the right side was completely soaked with vomit. He quickly took off his coat and T-shirt, but immediately realized that it was winter and taking off his clothes was completely painful. Even though Los Angeles were like spring all year round, it was January 1st, and it was still dark around and there was nothing to see. You could tell at a glance that it was midnight, and the sea breeze whizzed non-stop, so Leonardo turned his coat one side without ambition and put it on his body again.

After the trouble, Leonardo discovered Hugo's movements and realized that this was indeed a good way to keep warm. He also sat next to Hugo, and followed suit, and was still nagging, "Why not go back? It's so cold that I can stay here."

"Do you have the strength to walk now?" Hugo's rebuttal made Leonardo speechless. Hugo looked to his left. It was pitch black and he could only see the lights. The noise that could be heard just now disappeared in the whistling sea breeze. "It's still a long way from the road, so it's not that easy to find a shelter place. Let's take a break, and when we have the strength, we go to find a bar to sit in, and then call someone to ask for help."

Hugo and Leonardo are now penniless and have no contact information. Although they are not isolated from the world, they really need to seek help. Leonardo knew that what Hugo said made sense, so he didn't say anything anymore, just focused on burying his legs with sand.

"How about it, have you been having fun drinking this time?" Hugo teased. Leonardo had been yelling to drink before, and this party really opened his stomach and drank to the fullest. "How much wine did you drink yesterday? Is there a gallon?"

"Cut, one gallon?" Leonardo looked very disdainful. "I drank a gallon before I was aware, and then I didn't know. I must have more."

A gallon is almost four liters, which is almost four kilograms, and Hugo couldn't help but be shocked. But Leonardo's next words surprised Hugo, "You also drank at least one gallon? I saw that you drink alcohol like water, and I didn't expect you to have such a good alcohol tolerance."

Hugo believed that his expression must be a word "囧", "Why don't I remember I drank so much?" His alcohol content was enough to last for only five bottles of beer, how could he drink one gallon? This is no longer drinking, it's just a buffalo!

Leonardo curled his lips and looked at Hugo with a contempt expression, as if saying: Are you acting cute? Then he said, "I was playing darts yesterday. I guess you'll be almost a gallon after drinking it. Aren't you quite sober at that time? Why don't you remember it?"

Hugo tilted his head and tried to recall. He remembered the dart bet, but how many times did he lose? To be honest, Hugo really has no memory. Leonardo looked at Hugo's confused face and rolled his eyes, "Didn't you be sad yesterday because of the 'icing trap'? Or is it because of the Wonder Woman?"

Leonardo did not have much scruples. He regarded Hugo as a friend, so he said everything he thought of, and his friends were open-minded. Hugo was quite surprised when he heard this. He remembered that he mentioned the "icing trap" yesterday, but he didn't remember that he mentioned Uma. He deeply felt that you should not drink too much.

"You should believe in yourself." Leonardo looked at Hugo without saying anything, and continued, "I am now filming with Robert De Niro, you know? From him, I learned a truth: Even Robert has roles that he cannot take. Maybe sometimes, even a role that he particularly wants to play may not necessarily be in his hands. So we must calm our mindset."

Looking at the eighteen-year-old Leonardo comforting himself seriously, Hugo couldn't help but feel very funny and laughed, "So, can you do it?"

"Of course not." Leonardo shook his head and denied it without thinking. "If I missed a role in an important script like the 'icing trap', I guess I would drink like you until I was unconscious."

"Hahahaha," Hugo couldn't help but clap his hands and laughed, "Then do you still comfort me with these words?"

"I thought you could understand it, and aren't these principles just used to comfort people?" Leonardo curled his lips. "Although I always think this is dog shit, it is still very useful when using it to comfort people." Leonardo glanced at Hugo, "Otherwise, what do you want me to say, hey, man, I'm only eighteen years old, you're twenty-five, and you've been in this industry for ten years and you can't see through things."

Looking at Leonardo who pretended to be an adult, Hugo laughed sincerely, not only because of this conversation, but also because Leonardo always played some bitter and revenge roles after entering the 21st century. It was really funny to overlap with the young man who was full of ruffian, vigorous and frivolous in front of him.

Hugo's laughter made Leonardo feel a little shy. He didn't know whether he said he was right. In fact, Leonardo would drink too much yesterday, part of the reason was that he wanted to join the carnival, but later it was mainly because he, as Hugo's friend, accompanied his friends to party.

Hugo patted Leonardo on the shoulder hard, "You're right, very right." Leonardo was grinning by Hugo, and used all his expressions to express his pain, but Hugo still didn't stop, "Don't worry, I'm fine, even if I have something to do, I've vomited all of them just now." Hugo glanced at the shirt and T-shirt next to him.

"Disgusting!" Leonardo immediately let out a strange cry, and Hugo was not much better. It was a mess. Both of them quickly turned away.

"Hey, look!" Leonardo saw the scene in front of him, interrupted the joke between the two people, patted Hugo on the shoulder, and asked him to look straight ahead.

At the junction of sea level, a ray of orange-red light slowly emerged, making the surrounding darkness dizzy. Obviously, this was sunrise.

The sun gradually climbed from the sea level like a hill, and the red light gradually evolved into gold. It tore open the surrounding black curtains, tear a big hole in the boundless black, and then extends the light endlessly. The howling sea breeze and whistling waves became more and more raging at this moment, as if they were unwilling to come dawn, and struggled with the night to resist the appearance of the sun.

But the sun still slowly climbed up against a whole black sky. The dazzling gold color was like a fireball rolling in sight. The surrounding black seemed to have disappeared and gradually began to fade. With the sun as the center, orange red, bright yellow, dark blue, navy blue, blue black, black, and the color of the entire sky was passing in and out of a gorgeous canvas. The flames of the sun began to ignite the canvas, dyeing the distant sea level and waves little by little.

Suddenly, the process of gradually advancing accelerated. The sun seemed to have used a jump step to break free from the constraints of the sea level, jumped out, and became a circular fireball. Then the climbing speed became faster and faster, dyeing everything around it into gorgeous gold.

The black night sky was like a tide, and the whole sky turned into a light orange-red color, leaving only the little bit of the faint blue that refused to dissipate behind the sky hidden behind the hills. The shouts of the sea breeze and the waves were covered by the golden sunlight, like a docile lion. After being tamed, only the whimpering sound was left, which highlighted the world becoming more and more peaceful.

The magic of nature is fully displayed at this moment, only shocking. Any language or word seems pale and powerless, and it is impossible to describe one percent of the spectacular sunrise in front of you.

"Wow..." There was nothing to say except amazement. Leonardo jumped up excitedly, wanting to express his joy with his whole body, but as soon as he got up, he smashed back to the ground, and then he realized that his feet were buried in the sand. But Leonardo had no time to smooth out the pain in his butt, and his eyes could not be separated from the gorgeous sun.

Hugo sat next to him, just staring blankly, his amber eyes were completely dyed golden. The first sunrise in 1993 ushered in the New Year in the most magnificent way.
Chapter completed!