72_72291Hugo felt like a mess now, he couldn't even tell what was going on in his head, there was no way to sort out a clear idea in his chaotic head, he didn't know how to react to Pedro's affairs, and the countless chaotic thoughts in his mind made him have no way to calm down.

Hugo only felt that after the chaos in his brain was to the extreme, it became a blank, he didn't even know where he was, he didn't know what was happening, for a moment, Hugo suddenly became confused, whether he was now before or after the crossing.

Looking at Pedro's soft figure lying on the ground in front of him, Hugo only felt that Zhang Xiaoye's cold body was lying in front of him like this, and the fresh body lost its temperature little by little, gradually becoming cold and stiff in the cold wind of the night, Hugo could even clearly see that the extreme splendor of those eyes suddenly bloomed, and then disappeared completely, like fireworks blooming wantonly in the night sky.

Witnessing a life go from existence to nothing, a living person turned into a cold corpse, the body that remained in place, no traces of the colorful soul could be found, only a pale, terrible and disgusting pale.

Hugo's stomach suddenly began to churn, and the vomiting that should have occurred dozens of minutes ago finally came, and then he ran to the railing in a wolf and vomited wildly at the black sea, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs, as if he wanted to vomit out his soul.

I vomited until my stomach became empty and I couldn't vomit anything, but Hugo still lay on the deck, retching constantly, I don't know when it started, and the hot tears poured down like this, directly burning the cheeks that had become numb because of the sea breeze, but he didn't feel any pain at all, just made Hugo dazed, frightened and hurried.

Hugo didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't know what he was doing, the inexplicable tears were for Pedro, or for Zhang Xiaoye, or for his own confusion, he kept vomiting at the sea, until the bile had been vomited, and then he lay on the cold deck, gradually quieting down.

The entire deck was silent, no one spoke, and no one seemed intent on speaking. Alan stood still, his eyes apprehensively resting on Hugo's shoulder, which was almost completely consumed by darkness, and finally turned away, knowing that at this moment, the band of Glory to Death needed time.

Alan turned around and looked to the other side, the coastline was already looming in sight, but he didn't know if the medical help that had been waiting on the shore for a long time would still be useful.

Pedro had almost come to his senses just now, and he knew everything that had happened, including Hugo's fist that had fallen on him, but it wasn't until then that the pain came to him, and the nerves, which had been slowed down by drug use, made him feel as if he was walking in the clouds - not the wonderful kind, and now that the pain nerve had returned to normal, Pedro felt like he had been spinning in a spin dryer for hours.

But Pedro knew that this didn't seem to be the time to cry out in pain, he struggled to sit up, only to find that his whole body was lying in his own vomit, and his whole body was sour, even a homeless man was not so disgusting, the pungent smell made Pedro frown, he looked up cautiously and looked around, Hugo, Alfonso and Neil didn't notice his movements, only Fokin's deep eyes were hidden in the night, staring at his every move, which made Pedro involuntarily avoid his sight, But he couldn't even squeeze out the embarrassed look.

In Fokin's eyes, Pedro's sluggish brain finally cleared, and he finally realized what had just happened, which made Pedro let out a low moan of annoyance. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" said as he spoke, and the tears in Pedro's eyes slipped down like this, and he breathed heavily, trying to stop his tears, but this qiē didn't help, he just shed tears in the wolf.

Alfonso stopped hitting the mast, but he didn't look back, he didn't know how to face Pedro, let alone Hugo, the shame swept over him, and Alfonso was at a loss, he could only stand stiffly in place, cursing to himself in frustration, but other than that, he didn't know how to speak.

Hugo didn't look back, he lay on the deck as if he were asleep, lying quietly, but his fists were trembling slightly because they were clenched too hard, revealing the turbulence and surging of his heart. Maybe he didn't want to turn back, and he didn't dare to turn back, lest his reason would lose control again.

Neil was silent for a moment, then glanced up at Pedro, then lowered his head again, and after a long while, asked in a deep voice, "When did it start?" ”

Pedro looked helplessly at Neil, then at Hugo in the distance, he clenched his fist and slammed it twice on the deck, the clear pain made Pedro completely sober, his eyes finally fell on Neil, opened his mouth, tried to say something, but all the words of justification kept stuck in his throat, and a little sound came out, "When the 'Road to Glory' tour arrived in Houston." ”

Pedro whispered, his voice from hell startling him.

"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know...... I just wanted to try it out, just give it a try...... However, things gradually lost control, and I had no way to control it, if I didn't suck, I would be listless, and the show would start to go wrong, I didn't want to make mistakes, I didn't want to ruin our performance...... I'm sorry, Hugo, I'm sorry......" Pedro said, his eyes filled with tears again, he bit his lower lip and wiped the tears from his eyes, he didn't want to win sympathy with pity, but the tears couldn't be wiped clean.

"I really didn't want to, but by the time I realized it, I couldn't stop it...... I lingered in various sects and even learned my own medicine. Hawkers. Zi, all one qiē seems to be taken for granted...... You know, like everybody in Hollywood, alcohol, drugs. Character, sex. Love. Pai duì...... There's nothing wrong with that, isn't there? I don't know if it's right, I don't even know what I want, I just go out every night and wander the streets, trying to find something to do, but ...... But I don't know why in the end, it's all the same ending...... I'm scared, I'm empty, I don't want ...... like that Or maybe I just want to do it because I don't know what I'm supposed to do. ”

Pedro said incoherently, the chaotic words could not make out a clear idea, but this may be the true portrayal of Pedro: dazed, empty, confused.

"Shut up...... Shut up! I'll shut you up! Hugo's angry roar erupted from low to high, and he sat up directly, his amber eyes were like night owls, aiming at his prey in the dark, which made people shudder, even if Hugo's wolf was unbearable at this time, but his eyes still made people shudder.

This Hugo is so strange, yet so familiar, "I'm sorry, Hugo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Pedro could only keep apologizing, Pedro clearly knew how much Hugo hated poison. products, and when he was in Houston, Hugo also warned himself not to smoke. poison, but he still fell into this quagmire.

Fear and guilt continue to torment Pedro, in fact, at the end of last year, on top of the charity event, Pedro and Neil had an argument for other reasons, Pedro had just gone to the bathroom to smoke. Poisoned out, not wanting to meet Neil, Pedro was worried that Neil would see the clues, so he bluffed and quarreled, and because of that guilt, Pedro vented all his anger on Hugo.

But deep down, Pedro knew that Hugo had done nothing wrong. The same is true tonight.

Hugo looked at Pedro with red eyes in front of him, his pale face looked like a vampire, but it made his stomach roll again, Hugo shook his head and said in a low voice, "No, you don't need to be sorry for me, you don't need it, Alfonso doesn't need it, you are all independent individuals, me too, I can choose what I want to do, I can give up my band work for the sake of the actor's work, what position do I have to accuse you?" You are only my teammates, not my children, and I have no right to teach you a lesson, and you have no obligation to accommodate me. No, you're not wrong, you're not wrong, it's me who is wrong, I'm a megalomaniac, I'm a self-centered bastard, I'm a **** who prides himself on standing on the moral high ground......"

Pedro's face in front of him is constantly intertwined and overlapped with Zhang Xiaoye's face, and the surging night in all directions is about to swallow him, Hugo has no way to bear it, and he can't bear it anymore. As he said, he is not in a position to ask his teammates to accommodate him, and he is not in a position to discipline his teammates in what choices they make.

"Hugo, stop, stop, you stop! You know it's not like that......" Pedro roared frantically, but the chaotic brain couldn't organize words at all, he could only keep denying it, but he saw disappointment in Hugo's clear and transparent eyes, and the gray color gradually filled the amber color, which represented the despair of giving up stung Pedro, and at once bound his throat, and he couldn't say a word, only stiffened in place.

The world fell silent again, no one spoke, only the roar of engines echoing in the night sky. Then Hugo stepped away and resolutely left the stern, and his figure disappeared into the darkness of the night.

The sea breeze at night became more and more raging, but the morning sun that was suppressed under the night was never visible, as if the night would never end