William Shakespeare is almost compulsory in the United States, and many people have spent their entire lives studying Shakespeare, just as Cao Xueqin is to classical Chinese literature. But Hugo always lacked a little passion for Shakespeare, and he always liked French literature more, including Alexandre Dumas, Rousseau, Voltaire, Balzac, Flaubert, all of which made Hugo invest more energy. Among them, Victor Hugo's text undoubtedly has a special charm that fascinates Hugo.

It's not unusual for Alan to give "Les Miserables" to Hugo as a gift, but why "Les Miserables"?

Hugo opened the cover and read it carefully, although Hugo didn't have much knowledge of French, he could still understand it simply, and then Hugo noticed a detail, the book was actually published in 1862, and it was the first edition. In 1862? Isn't this the year ...... "Les Miserables" was really published?

"Jesus Christ!" Hugo couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and the emotions in his heart were difficult to suppress. This...... Could it be the first edition of Les Misérables? In this way, it was casually packed by Allen, and then sent it as a gift, and was thrown on the ground by Joseph and them, and if this collection was placed at auction, it was estimated that it would cause countless people to loot.

Allen's gift can't be calculated in terms of value at all, because the sincerity of the gift has far exceeded the value of the material itself, and when he picked up the card again, he saw that the scribbled font on it read, "Tribute to Thirty - Allen Strello", just a few simple words, but Hugo clearly felt the warmth, which made the corners of Hugo's mouth can't help but outline a smile.

"Hugo, can I help you open the gift together?" Samora saw Hugo sitting quietly next to him without saying a word, and waited impatiently for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, breaking the silence in the hall, and then he saw Hugo raise his head and show a bright smile, "Of course, you won't expect me to open all these gifts alone, right?" ”

Samora immediately cheered, and Joseph also picked up a gift, but did not forget to pat Samora's shoulder, "Remember not to lose the card, we will do the statistics later." "There were at least a few hundred gifts to Hugo this time, and if you don't keep a count, these favors will become a bad account.

Ignoring the sound of Samora and Joseph happily unpacking the gifts next to them, Hugo slid from the armrest to the sofa, and carefully put Alan's gift on the coffee table, whether it is "Modern Times" or "Les Miserables", these are all antiques, and they are all paper products, and they are estimated to be torn if they are not careful.

Hugo didn't really study how to preserve antique books, and used to go to the library to borrow books when he went to school, but he at least knew that he must not be too violent, because these papers have become extremely fragile after years of weathering and turning into the hands of many people. So, Hugo carefully placed it on the coffee table, intending to ask the experts how to store these antiques.

Sitting on the sofa, Hugo noticed that there was some diaphragm under his buttocks, and when he looked down, he saw that it was also a gift box, and when he picked it up, it was actually a huge square box, which looked like a pizza box, but it was a little flatter than a pizza box.

The sound of tearing and tearing next to it sounds like a symphony, rare and beautiful, no wonder people always like to open gifts, not only because they are looking forward to the items in the gift box, but also because of the process of opening the gift, just like shopping, so that the mood involuntarily flies, Hugo then also turned the pizza box in his hand over, trying to find the card on it, but he didn't find anything, he couldn't help but stand up, looked on the sofa, but still didn't find the card, is the card in the box?

Tear pull, Hugo also opened the box, it was really a pizza box, and it was flattened by Hugo, which made Hugo plop and laugh, if someone really gave him a frozen pizza, it was really the best today. When the pizza box was opened, Hugo was stunned, not disappointed, just stunned.

Instead of a pizza in the box, certainly not a pizza, but a vinyl record.

It's no secret that Hugo collects vinyl records, he often picks up records on Sunset Boulevard, many audiophiles know Hugo, and even the members of the Glory to Death will help him find some vinyl records from time to time. However, it is too risky to send vinyl records, because Hugo's own collection is very rich, if it is not a unique product or out of print, then it is just a smile and generosity to get an axe in front of Hugo. But, in front of me is a vinyl record.

"Storm Shelter. From。 The。 Storm)" from Bob Dylan.

This vinyl record is not a rarity, nor is it out of print. Hugo once collected this vinyl record, which was released in 1975 at Bob's peak, and it was a very popular song, so it was not a special product. But it is precisely because of its popularity that it is not easy to find nowadays - because everyone keeps it at home, and the quantity is so large that almost everyone has a copy, and there is not much space in the collection market, there is no buyer's market, and naturally no one will take the initiative to sell it.

But Hugo's own collection was broken, and on that night of "not believing in fairy tales", Charlize confessed to Hugo about her father for the first time, and unreservedly showed the wounds in her heart to Hugo, which is still deeply in Hugo's mind. At that time, in order to rescue Charlize who was being followed, Hugo accidentally trampled on his vinyl record collection, and never found another copy after that.

Charlize once joked that it was her responsibility, and that sooner or later she would refill Hugo's collection list. It's just that Hugo didn't expect that even he forgot it, but Charlize didn't forget it, and chose to give it to him at such a moment and in such a form.

Looking at the side face of Bob Dylan on the cover, Hugo's memory gently drifted to that distant night, those trivial conversations had become blurred, but the moonlight and dust fluttering in the air were still so clear, as if every detail was extremely clear, and those pictures were clearly outlined in his mind.

John Waitt's single "Missing You" floats slowly through the air, keeping the memory of that night forever in the back of his mind. "No, I don't miss you, for you have left me; No, I don't miss you, even if I say anything. I don't miss you, I didn't deceive myself...... No, I don't miss you, I don't miss you......"

The familiar melody slowly fermented in Hugo's mind, quieting him down. The intricate taste on the tip of his tongue was dancing, but he couldn't distinguish the specific emotion, "No, I don't miss you, I don't miss you...... Every time I miss you, I hold my breath. ”

Taking a deep breath, Hugo forced himself to retract his thoughts floating in the air and refocused his gaze on the record. No wonder there are no cards attached to it, because this gift is so unique that even without the cards, Hugo knows who it is from.

"Hugo, Steven gave you a super 8mm camera." Samora, holding the small and delicate black camera, ran to the back of the couch, "Hey, Charlize didn't give you a frozen pizza?" What a disappointment! We thought Charlize was going to win by surprise this year. ”

Hugo laughed, "If it's really frozen pizza and left it outside for so long, it probably should be thawed, so you can't eat it." ”

Samora immediately let out a voice of regret, "If that's the case, it's a waste of food. But the voice of regret did not last two seconds, "Oh, it's okay not to say it, I'm hungry when I say it, are you going to eat supper?" With that, Samora happily ran in the direction of the kitchen, "Hey, Samora, Steven's gift for me." ”

Samora stepped back and handed Steven Spielberg's gift to Hugo, before running to the kitchen, but since the passage between the hall and the kitchen had been blocked, Samora muttered complainingly, "...... But it certainly won't bother me! ”

Hugo couldn't help but look down at the super 8mm camera in his hand, he knew that this was the medium through which Steven's movie dream sprouted when he was a teenager, and now Steven gave him another one. This made Hugo curious, and he wanted to fiddle with the camera in his hand.

It's not for nothing that people like to open gifts, because there may be things they like, things they hate, and surprises them, even far beyond what they think. Hugo thought about it, put the camera on the sofa for the time being, and then lowered his head to open the well-preserved vinyl record on his lap, and then he saw that there was Bob Dylan's autograph on the cover, which made Hugo smile lightly, and then opened the package of the record, carefully stepped over a large pile of gifts, walked to the side of the TV cabinet, and put the record on the gramophone, the familiar rustling sound was slowly wafting in the early morning night, and the melody was like moonlight, Little by little, it penetrates into every corner of the night.

"It was another life, toiling and blood and sweat, darkness became a virtue, there was only mud on the road, I came from the wilderness, my body was scatter......ed"

Immediately, Hugo walked to the side again and shouted to Joseph, "I'll open the gift too!" "Hugo was also very curious about what strange gifts would appear tonight." Where are the gifts for a few of you? I want to see! Hugo exclaimed excitedly, and the tiredness of the night was swept away, but he became more and more excited.

It's just that...... I'm going to leave for the crew of "Truman's World" today, and it's already four o'clock in the morning, is that really good?