72_72291 The yacht docked, docked in Malibu, the private beach of Hugo's villa came in handy at this time, and the group quietly went ashore, under the arrangement of Rick, Carl and others, everyone left the villa one after another, ending the night's carnival.

It was supposed to be a night of celebration, joy, and harvest, but the Golden Man spell struck suddenly, without warning or pause, catching Hugo off guard and then being completely defeated.

Hugo sat quietly on the edge of the open-air bathtub on the roof of the third floor, looking at the sea that could not be reached, it was gradually approaching the morning, but the closer to dawn, the darker the night became, and even the stars at midnight could not be seen, only the boundless darkness remained.

"Hugo......" Neil called out, and the light sound was swept up in the sea breeze before dissipating without a trace.

Hugo turned his head, his face was completely calm, but the bright eyes were completely hidden behind the hazy eyelashes, and there was no brilliance to be seen under the darkness, "Oh, Neil. It's going to be a hassle to go back tonight, so why don't you stay. ”

Neil and his family often come to Hugo's house to play, and they often spend the night here, and Hugo's guest room has almost no free time. At this time, Hugo was really normal, as if nothing had happened just now, and kindly invited Neil and them to stay.

However, Hugo's attitude made Neil feel uneasy, Neil looked back at Fokine who was standing aside, and in the distance at the door of the floor-to-ceiling window, Alfonso and Pedro stood there cramped, trying to get closer, but they couldn't take a step, they could only stay in place stiffly like a sculpture.

Fujin frowned slightly, "Hugo, you don't have such an attitude, you know we don't mean that, we need to talk." ”

Fokine wasn't a man of self-expression, but his words couldn't be clearer. Fokine and they all clearly know that it is precisely because they care too much and care too much that Hugo will lose control. If Hugo just treated them as ordinary band members, like the slash and Xel of Guns and Roses, then Hugo would not be angry at all, let alone angry.

Because as the soul of Hugo, Hugo brought glory to life until death, and he has done his job brilliantly. He doesn't need to care about Pedro and Alfonso's thoughts at all. To put it mildly, even if Hugo left glory and died, he could form another band; Even if Hugo no longer does rock 'n' roll performances, he doesn't worry about his future livelihood in the slightest.

But Hugo cared.

The corners of Hugo's mouth tugged at an indifferent smile, "Well, indeed, we need to talk." I already have some ideas about the new album, and I'll sort it out during this time, and then we'll get together to discuss it, and let Sheeran come to Los Angeles as well, and the third album should really be prepared. ”

"But didn't you say ...... about the new album," Neil said with a frown, wondering, could it be that Hugo had already broken through the bottleneck? But Fokine patted Neil on the shoulder, stopped Neil's words, and then said, "Hugo, you know, now is not the time to talk about this, and we are not going to talk about the album. ”

In the face of Fokin's aggressiveness, the smile on Hugo's face was a little bigger, but the eyes hidden in the dark still couldn't see any look, "That's our problem, Fokine, you should be aware, that's our only problem." ”

Originally, Forgin wanted to discuss the internal affairs of their band, Alfonso, and Pedro; But hearing Hugo's distorted view of him, it felt extremely awkward, but Faucin couldn't say anything to refute it. Of course, the biggest problem with Glory to Death is that there has been no activity for a long time, the new album is long gone, and the new tour is far away...... However, it's the problems within the band that matter more than the career, aren't they?

Fokine looked at Hugo, who was always smiling in front of him, but the words of retort in his heart were stuck in his throat. Others don't know, as a member of the glorious death, they should know better than anyone what Hugo has gone through along the way, Uma's betrayal, Joseph's misguided path, the pressure from EMI Records, and the confrontation with the Grammys...... On the road of music dreams and rock dreams, not only Hugo, but also the band, and the people around them, have always faced all kinds of temptations. Confused, the big dye vat of Vanity Fair is eroding them all the time.

And the idea that supports the glory to death is the kind of madness and persistence that goes out of their way for music, as the name of the band says, either glory or death. That's why the band is where they are today. But now, Alfonso has fallen, Pedro has fallen, and even more ridiculously, even Fokine and Neil themselves can't categorically say that nothing has changed in them.

Hugo has been afraid, has been worried, has been rejecting the situation has come, recalling the countless injuries he has suffered, this time Hugo chose to escape, or chose to close himself, he doesn't want to face such a situation again, he doesn't want to tear his face with his friends again, and he doesn't want to face the harm of betrayal, disputes, and trust again.

Looking at Hugo like this, Fokine had no way to speak, he had no way to force Hugo. Fujin couldn't bear to avoid his gaze, he didn't even have the courage to face Hugo's smile.

Suddenly, Fokine remembered the Glory to Death song "Hollywood is not America." not。 america)", this song is not famous among fans, but for the band, it has an irreplaceable position. At this moment, is it glorious unto death or glorious unto death? They seem to have lost their names without even realizing it.

This is the bottleneck of glory to death, this is also the bottleneck of Hugo, which has been binding them since a year ago, even if they subconsciously perceive this anomaly, but in the big environment of Hollywood, they still fall deeper and deeper uncontrollably, and then explode in one fell swoop on this night, without any reservations, and the whole band becomes fragmented.

Glory to death requires rediscovering the power that holds the five of them together, it's just ...... Things are wrong, can they really find themselves? Helena Jenny, whose broken soul has been scattered all over the California sun, can no longer be found with the bright smile in blue jeans, and the glory to death?

Fokine was silent, he needed a moment to reorganize his thoughts; Neil was silent as well, he needed a moment to figure out what was going on with this qiē...... Although on the surface it may seem like Alfonso or Pedro's problem, each of them knows very well that this is an internal problem within the band and that one cannot simply blame one person.

Neil looked back at Alfonso and Pedro, and he suddenly remembered the quarrel that broke out not long ago over whether to attend the Grammys, and although more than a month had passed, it seemed as if it had just happened yesterday. When did they become more estranged?

Alfonso avoided his gaze, he couldn't look directly at his teammates, he couldn't ignore the guilt that was tumbling in his heart, and he couldn't forgive himself......

"Neil......" Pedro took a half-step forward, trying to say something, but the voice was stuck in his throat, and the chaotic brain didn't know what to say, as if he couldn't hold anything in his head except "I'm sorry".

Realizing this, Pedro couldn't help but shudder.

Then Pedro's gaze intersected with Hugo, the corners of Hugo's mouth still had that gentle smile, far away, as if to give Pedro friendly encouragement, nothing seemed to have changed, but Pedro knew that things had completely changed, because he could not find the familiar kindness and banter in Hugo's smile, he could only see the strangeness and politeness.

The smile made Pedro feel at a loss, but when he opened his mouth, he was speechless, all his words became pale and weak, and even the "I'm sorry" became extremely ironic.

Once Pedro sued himself that he was an adult with independent capacity to suck. Poison is his choice alone, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, not to mention that almost 90% of the entire rock circle smokes it. Poison, he is following the trend, there is nothing wrong with it at all. So every time he can convince himself with peace of mind.

Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with this reason, but Pedro has no way to convince himself, he can only stand in the same place in a daze, looking at the endless night in front of him.

The balcony fell silent again, and this staccato silence revealed the never-ending cold. Fokine turned and left the balcony straight away, walking downstairs alone, without greeting anyone. Then, Alfonso and Pedro also hesitated for a moment, and went downstairs one after another.

Neil stood still, eye-to-eye with Hugo, trying to say something. Neil knew that as the captain of the band, it was not a false name, Hugo had always respected his decision, and the members of the band relied on him, but at this time he felt the hot shame crack in his back, and finally Neil still had no way to say a word, so he could only turn around and leave the balcony as if he had run away.

Looking at the balcony that was empty again, the smile on Hugo's lips closed little by little, and then turned around again to look at the boundless sea in front of him.

Dazed, only a blank remains. Hugo had no way to blame his teammates, not only because he had no position, but also because he himself was in a state of confusion, like a giant beast in the depths of the sea, directly devouring him. So, Hugo also needs a little time, a little time...... Leave yourself alone for a while