Hugo jumped up quickly, flashed over Charlize's pillow attack, and ran to the phone with a smile, and then answered the phone, "Good evening, who is talking on the phone?" Considering that Charlize's mother Gerda might call, Hugo and the others answered the phone in an anonymous way, directly asking who the other party was.

There was a silence on the phone, as if Hugo was talking to the air. This made Hugo look at the receiver curiously, then put it in his ear, and asked again, "Who is talking on the phone?"

There is no busy sound in the earpiece, just a silence. This is a typical situation where the signal is bad. The other party may be roaring, but it cannot be transmitted at all, so there is no sound here in Hugo. Generally, in this case, you have to hang up the phone and dial again, and there will be no problem.

Hugo thought it was a bit strange. Such things happened more often on mobile phones. Because of the distribution of signal towers, the signal is strong and weak, so they will always be unable to receive messages. However, because the landline phone is wired, the signal will be relatively stable.

Hugo recalled that this happened at home from the end of last year to the beginning of this year, so he looked back at Charlize, "Is it still bad that the phone number at home is still not very good recently?"

Charlize looked at Hugo in confusion, "No, the phone signal has always been very good." After saying this, she also reacted, "Is it a phone without sound again?" Hugo nodded, and Charlize said in confusion, "I haven't received a phone call without sound for a long time at home. You can call him after hanging up and see if the other party can listen."

Without thinking too much, Hugo said to the receiver, "Hello, who is talking on the phone? I can't hear it here, I'll hang up the phone, and then call you again." After that, Hugo waited for a while, but there was still no sound. He planned to hang up the phone, but at this moment, a faint sound of wind came from the receiver.

Hugo stopped the action of taking the earpiece open his ear. He wondered whether he had heard it wrong or that he really heard something strange, because the sound of wind sounded like a signal, and it was also like a breathing sound... The sound of breathing? The sound of breathing! A strange thought suddenly arose in Hugo's mind.

Hugo held the receiver and didn't hang up, and looked back at Charlize again, "Do you remember when you started receiving a bad call like this?"

Charlize didn't think much, scratched his head and thought, "Uh...I'm not sure, it seems to be around Christmas? Or... Oh, by the way, during Halloween, didn't you start promoting Schindler? I remember that should be that part, and it was very frequent. Alex and I received it many times. Haven't you received it too?"

"Yes, yes..." Hugo murmured in a low voice, "Schindler's publicity period..." A little smile came out of the corner of his mouth, bitter and helpless.

Hugo's memory has also come back. This kind of phone call without sound after being answered should have started to appear during the "Schindler's List" publicity period, and it has been very frequent in the following months. Hugo once doubted whether it was Joseph's call, but the problem was that Charlize and Alex had also received a lot, so he denied this idea because there was no suitable person to doubt, and he could only blame the signal issue.

"Then... it's May or April, it's gone. Oh, by the way, it's after the Oscars. It's about that month or two, and it doesn't appear after that." Charlize was still trying to recall the situation. Since the three roommates living together were the most leisurely and spent most of her time at home, she also knew the best. "What's wrong? It's happening again today? Damn, I must call the customer service to complain. Every time the phone signal is wrong, why do we still install a landline? Now the signal is worse than the brick. Even if the brick signal is not good, you can still hear it intermittently..."

Charlize's words rang in Hugo's ears, but his thoughts were already drifting away. From "Schindler's List" to the end of the Oscars. Didn't this awaken any memory?

Hugo remembered James Franko. Lina fell into anxiety during the promotion of "Schindler's List" and finally James discovered the clues and revealed the truth; and Oscar... When Hugo took to the stage to collect his Little Golden Man, he specifically thanked his father Adam. Shortly after that, James showed up with Lina, and then the beginning of the "Road of Glory" tour, James told Hugo all the truth.

All clues are connected.

Although this is just Hugo's illusory guess, maybe it's a signal problem, maybe it's Gerda on the other end of the phone, maybe it's a wrong call, maybe Lina doesn't know their phone number at all; but at this moment, Hugo couldn't calm down his boiling thoughts. He thought it was ridiculous, he felt it absurd, he felt it bitter.

If it was Lina, if these calls were made by Lina, Hugo would not be moved. He would only feel that Lina was sad because she regretted her decision. She was accepting the torture of her conscience. She gave up Hugo and chose a happy family life. Let Adam's persuasion turn Lancaster's persistence into a joke. Then she should continue to persevere, otherwise it would only make Adam and Lancaster even more pitiful, and also make her even more sad.

So, Hugo put the earpiece in his ear again.

"Hey..." Hugo said softly, but the surging inside almost drowns him. He thought he could say harsh words with a heart of heart, because he and Lina had no feelings at all, and he didn't want to have any nostalgia for Lina, but the words were so bitter that it made the nose sour, "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know."

Hugo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his voice was still trembling slightly. It was really difficult, a hundred times more difficult than I imagined. "I am very happy and happy now. I am all good, and my father is all good. At the beginning, there were some difficulties, and I couldn't accept it... accept the facts, so my father took the responsibility on him and made him the object of my hatred. So, I left him, hated him, cursed him. Until I discovered the truth, I found that my father was trying to protect me, and found that the person who said he loved me had left me, but the person who said nothing on his mouth always protected me, so..."

Speaking of this, Hugo's voice couldn't help but choke. The warmth in his eyes made him breathe in big mouthfuls, and the blurred water in his sight was retracted. "So, I'm fine, my dad is also fine, and we will continue to be happy in the future."

"I am not curious about your life, and I don't care about your life. You don't need to feel guilty or care about me, because these are unnecessary. If my world is missing, you won't stop turning. If your world is missing, I will only be better." Hugo took a deep breath again, gritted his teeth and insisted, "I hope you are happy, since you are happy, your choices are meaningful. If you regret it, or you are unfortunate, it is not only you who will become sad. Those who are abandoned and left behind will appear even more sad. I don't want to do this. So, don't regret it."

"If you are happy now, then continue to be happy; if you are not happy now, please be happy..." Long silence, long... Hugo seemed to hear the gentle breathing sound from the receiver, trembling slightly, which made Hugo's bitter smile again outline, "Also, don't try to contact me again, let alone contact my father, otherwise, you will regret it, I will make you regret it! Trust me."

Silence or silence.

Hugo's hand holding the receiver couldn't help but start to clench it tightly, and his knuckles began to turn white because he tried too hard. He just gritted his teeth so that his heart would not leak out. Charlize sat on the sofa, all his words were cut off, and she just looked at Hugo quietly, vaguely, she seemed to understand what was going on, but... she didn't want it to be what she was thinking in her heart.

The quiet air flowed in the hall, as if it had been silent for a century, without any sound. Hugo just stood there holding the receiver, trying to say something, but seemed to be waiting for something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and took the receiver away and hung up the phone.

Hugo clenched his fist hard, and because he tried too hard, his whole body began to tremble slightly. Before he realized it, tears overflowed from his eyes and slid directly on his cheeks, but he never wanted to blink or wipe his tears, because he didn't want to be weak. Tears just slid down one by one, blooming in the air and becoming flowers, and finally fell on the ground, splitting.

Charlize looked at Hugo's back, and his broad shoulders became stiff due to excessive tension. Through the T-shirt, you can see the stubborn shoulder line spreading quietly in the night. The slightly trembling muscles seemed to vent their inner unwillingness and fear, but Hugo's back was strongly straight, revealing his absolute uncompromising perseverance, as if no storm could knock him down.

But looking at this back, Charlize noticed Hugo's unprecedented fragility, even if she couldn't see Hugo's expression at all.

Charlize said nothing. She sat quietly in place, listening to the drizzle of rain outside the window. She didn't need to speak, she just needed to accompany Hugo here and let him know that he was not alone. That was enough.

James Franco stood at the kitchen door, looking at her mother who was sitting in a mess in the corner of the kitchen. She was still holding the receiver in her hand, crying and in a hurry. Her quiet and loving eyes were full of pain at this moment.
Chapter completed!