The smell of disinfectant floating in the air in the hospital, and an obscure depression permeated by the transparent sunlight, was obviously a quiet and serene scene, but it made the emotions involuntarily become gray, and even the footsteps began to lighten unconsciously, as if the slightest sound would become the trigger point for the whole world to fall apart.

Looking at the inpatient department not far away, Hugo stopped his steps, felt the brightness and dryness in the sun, and relaxed the expression on his face, and then took another step.

Walking through the lobby of the inpatient department and entering the small courtyard at the back, there are a large number of people busy in the open space, and in front of it is a small stage made of building blocks, on which the background of trees and grass is carved out of plastic and wood, and several people are helping to fix these backgrounds on the stage.

"Bring the sycamore tree next to it." A slender figure with a ponytail standing next to the stage shouted with his back to the entrance.

Hugo looked around, but no one responded to the man's request, everyone was busy, he put the acoustic guitar aside, walked over quickly, carried the fake tree, and walked aside, "Where is it installed?" ”

The man didn't look up, but casually pointed to his right hand, "Attach the stump first, and then hang the branches." ”

Hugo didn't talk nonsense anymore and just got busy. After a busy time, the stage was quickly set up, the man stood up straight, looked up at Hugo, but said, "Now empty the place in front of the stage so that the children can come and ......" The words came to the back, but it gradually weakened, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, "Hugo, are you here?" ”

Hugo looked at the woman in front of him but was stunned, "Uh, I guess we should have met, but I'm really sorry, may I ask who you are?" He had an impression of the woman in front of him, but the name was stumped again.

The woman chuckled nonchalantly, "I'm Jessica, Jessica Hansen." I once met you at the Junjie Music Festival. ”

Hugo frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Junjie Music Festival, there should be more than that......"

"I don't know if you remember, Sally is your most loyal fan, she is my daughter." Jessica's words immediately made Hugo suddenly realize that Sally Hansen, one of Hugo's most familiar fans, and Jessica is Sally's mother.

Hugo then remembered and said politely, "You, like Sally, have beautiful long hair. This made Jessica smile slightly, "Hey, did you also participate in today's charity event?" I haven't seen you in the first few rehearsals. ”

"Yes, I was one of the volunteers for this charity event, but I didn't have any acting talent, and I didn't participate in the performance part, so you didn't see me before. Today is an official event, so I'm here to help. Jessica pinned the loose strands of hair behind her ears, but there was some indescribable silence in her expression.

Today's charity event is supported by the Grayson Gift Foundation (Grayson's. gift). The Grayson Gift Foundation is a gift from Leslie Caterbo. Mr. and Mrs. Katab were founded in honor of their son who was killed by a brain tumor, and to raise funds for research on childhood diseases and families of children with patients.

This time, I came to Santa Monica Hospital not to raise money, but to visit a sick child. Many children with serious diseases are undergoing long-term treatment in the hospital, including some cancer patients, their life in the hospital is not only boring, but also extremely difficult, and today's event is to bring some joy and hope to the children's medical life.

Prior to this, Hugo had already participated in a charity fundraiser hosted by the Grayson Gift Foundation and generously donated $100,000. Hugo also participated in a subsequent visit, but last time he did not participate in the live performance. This time, Hugo will also be part of the show, and he will be in charge of the voice-over storytelling part of the children's drama "Little Red Riding Hood".

Hugo noticed the indescribable obscurity in Jessica's expression, but he was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to ask if it was something wrong with Sally, after all, with Jessica's demeanor on an occasion like today, it is easy to think of a child. But the question was a bit offensive - after all, it was just Hugo's unfounded speculation, and Hugo didn't know whether he should ask.

At this moment, a shout came from behind him, "Hugo, you're here!" As soon as Hugo turned around, he saw Neil Anderson coming with a large bunch of windmills.

Jessica smiled and said to Hugo, "Let's go over and help, the kids are coming out." ”

Hugo nodded at Jessica, then walked over to Neil, "Didn't you say that the windmill was not easy to distribute, so it was replaced with balloons?" ”

Neil put the boxes on the ground and put the windmills on the chairs in front of the small stage one by one, "The windmills are still more interesting, and there will be some children who will come out directly in wheelchairs today, and we will tie the windmills to their wheelchairs in a while, and they can also play." ”

Wheelchair. The last time Hugo saw a child who was only six years old, skinny in a wheelchair, who had lost all his hair because of chemotherapy, and who looked even thinner than Gollum, but he was sitting in a wheelchair with a hundred times more energy, looking at Hugo with a smile. That afternoon, Hugo talked to him for a long time, and the child's precociousness and sensibility far exceeded Hugo's expectations, and left a deep impression on him.

But not long ago, when Hugo came to rehearse in advance for the performance, he never saw the little boy named Hayes again. Later, I heard from the nurse that Hayes's condition had suddenly deteriorated in the afternoon, and that he was playing with his friends in the recreation room inside the hospital - he was just watching from the sidelines. In the end, Hayes didn't even see the sunset that day.

Pancreatic cancer is in an advanced stage, and it was only four months from the diagnosis to the time he left this world. Hayes, on the other hand, was only six years old.

Hugo couldn't help but take a deep breath, raised his head to look at the dazzling sunlight, the warmth in his eyes slowly dissipated in the heat, then lowered his head, and said to Neil with a smile, "Jenny will definitely be very happy to see the windmill, she said that she likes rainbows the most, do you have a special one?" Hugo also helped Neil start the windmills. Jenny is a five-year-old girl who is being treated for bone cancer.

Neil froze in place, "Oops, I forgot about it." He patted his head in frustration.

"Forget what?" A deep voice walked over, and when he looked up, it was Fujin, who had already changed his costume at this time, wearing a funny big bad wolf costume, and holding a wolf's head in his hand, which was far from Fujin's usual image, and it looked like it couldn't help laughing.

Feeling the gaze of Neil and Hugo, Fokine raised his leg a little awkwardly, and muttered depressedly, "This dress is still a little too small." "The Fujin people are tall and big, and their clothes are rented due to their limited budget, which obviously doesn't fit too well.

Hugo couldn't help but chuckle, "It's okay, Neil forgot to make a rainbow windmill for Jenny." Hugo rummaged through the materials in the box, "Foquin, why don't you make one now?" "Today's windmills are all made of cardboard nailed to reed poles, all handmade.

Fujin raised the hood in his hand, whispered, "Oh", and then took the cardboard handed by Hugo, sat cross-legged next to the stage, and began to make a windmill. Looking at Forkin's slightly clumsy movements because of his costumes, Hugo and Neil couldn't help but laugh.

"Hugo, can you come over and help?" Someone called again in the distance, and Hugo handed the windmill to Neil and walked straight over. Here, Hugo is not a top superstar, just an ordinary volunteer.

Finally, when the preparations were almost busy, Hugo and Fokine participated in the performance, and they all gathered backstage to start preparing for the performance, while the others went to the inpatient department to bring the children out one after another.

Neil took a sip of water and looked around, "Aren't the other two coming over yet?" ”

Hugo was deeply touched by the fact that he personally participated in the last charity event, and when he mentioned it to Fojin and Neil, they all expressed their willingness to come and contribute. As an artist, you can use your fame and influence to contribute to charity; And as ordinary people, they can also become a volunteer to contribute their own strength, even if it is shallow, but every time there is one more such volunteer, it will become a huge force.

Later, they also called Pedro and Alfonso and sent out invitations. Recently, there has been no activity from Glory to Death, and the five of them are busy with their own affairs, and the two of them simply nodded in agreement.

"What time did you notify them?" Hugo's eyes were still on his manuscript, and although it was only a fairy tale, Hugo read his manuscript very carefully and did not want to make mistakes.

"Half past nine." Neil looked at his watch, in fact, the official start of the event was half past ten, and he came to prepare an hour in advance. It's past 10 o'clock.

"Maybe something has been delayed." Hugo looked up at Neil, and saw that there were already children coming down, "Neil, look, Jenny is here, you can bring her the windmill, she will be very happy." ”

Neil hurriedly stuffed the bottle of mineral water in his hand into Hugo's arms, then ran over and handed Jenny the rainbow windmill that had been prepared a long time ago.

Jenny sat crookedly in a wheelchair, with a thin gray blanket over her knees, her right hand curled up at her waist, and her left hand took the windmill handed by Neil, and the brightest smile bloomed on her childish face, and the laughter like silver bells reached Hugo's ears along the wind.

Looking at that smile, Hugo can clearly feel the beauty of life and the greatness of life, perhaps, the feeling brought by this moment can also be called happiness. It's just that why does happiness have a little salty taste?

Neil pointed in the direction where Hugo and Fauquin were, and Jenny waved the windmill in her hand to Hugo and Fauquin, and the windmill spun slowly in the wind, and Jenny smiled so happily. Hugo quickly wiped the warmth from the corners of his eyes and smiled brightly.