609 Long Memories Hugo stood in place, watching Adam's figure disappear little by little in the soft light of the hotel lobby, Adam's generous back was stained with vicissitudes because of the passage of time, but he stubbornly and stubbornly maintained the same strength as ever when he was young, as if even time could not crush his arrogance.

However, the weather-stained hair and the furrowed face still reveal the traces of the ruthlessness of the years. Suddenly, Adam's footsteps stopped, coughed violently, and his straight back had to be bent slightly, and Old Jack, who was walking in front, wanted to come over with a worried face, but Adam directly raised his right hand to stop Old Jack's movements, and he turned around and walked to the potted plant next to him in a hurry.

Hugo realized that Adam didn't want to be seen as fragile and old, especially him, so he subconsciously hid next to the door, avoiding Adam's sweeping gaze. Sure enough, after Adam turned around, he deliberately glanced at the door, and after making sure that he didn't see Hugo, he quietly walked to the side of the potted plant at the door.

Hugo stood in the shadow cover of the doorway, and saw Adam coughing incessantly, he coughed so violently that his whole body curled up, and then he tried to reach into his pocket to get something, but his palms kept shaking, even the simple act of pulling something was so hard. In the milky yellow halo, Hugo looked at Adam's slightly trembling left hand, constantly fighting with the small box in his pocket, but the fatal cough continued to invade.

In an instant, Hugo's eyes were occupied by tears, and when he didn't notice, his father had reached the time of being eroded by the years, and the rickety back and trembling left hand outlined the traces of time in the soft light, easily hitting the softest part of Hugo's heart.

Adam finally stopped the trembling of his left hand, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, and then quickly took a cigarette out of it, stuffed it into his mouth, lit it quickly, and took a somewhat hasty puff, but it caused a more violent cough, but when he spit out a puff of cigarette, the original expression of pain and struggle was stretched out, and it was replaced by a satisfied comfort.

Hugo realized at this time that Adam didn't smoke any night tonight, just because he was worried that his son was allergic to nicotine, and he should be a smoker at this time.

The tears overflowing in his eyes slipped down like this, and at this moment, Hugo's heart was filled with that bitter warmth, this is fatherly love, stubborn, rough, tough but just as warm.

Looking at Adam's comfortable expression standing next to the potted plant, this brief moment of joy slowly climbed his eyebrows, and the smoking addiction that had been suppressed all day was finally relieved at this moment, making the whole world a better place. This made the memories in Hugo's mind constantly tumbling, sometimes the memories of Hugo Chen when he was a child, sometimes the memories of Lancaster's childhood, the two strict and stubborn father figures, slowly fit together in his mind, so that Hugo's chest was occupied by warmth in an instant, so that his breathing stopped.

"Back when I was a child, when I was still innocent and ignorant, my father would lift me up in the air and dance with me and my mother. Then, hugging me in a circle until I fell asleep, my father would carry me upstairs, knowing that he loved me deeply. If I had another chance to walk with my father and dance with him, I would put on a song that would never end. How I wanted to dance with my father again. ”

The turbulent memories made Hugo unable to move at the moment, and the intimate memories of his childhood with his father invaded in an instant. Childhood memories are always trivial and scattered, and the most profound memories of children when they grow up are often after school and adolescence, but it is easy to forget the good times of childhood. This is the case with Hugo.

In Hugo's memory, his father was always strict, strict, and strict, and his unsmiling face was always closing the distance between them, and the quarrels day after day and year after year made him forget his father's caring face, which made every conversation between them more difficult and intense.

But to this day, Hugo is drowned by the flood of memories, he can recall his joyful laughter when his father lifted him high and threw him high, he can recall the naughtiness when his father and mother ran in to make trouble, he can recall the stability and warmth when his father entered the room to sleep with his unconscious but stubbornly Chinese New Year's Eve guard, and he can recall the anxiety when he subconsciously hid behind his father after he got into trouble...... The trivial memories are like sunlight piercing through the forest, scattered and scattered, but they illuminate the world.

"When I didn't want to listen to my mother, I would run to my father, and he would try to make me laugh and comfort me, but in the end I would do what my mother said, and that night, while I was sleeping, he would put a dollar under my sheets, never thinking that my father would leave me. If I could look at my father again, take another step and dance with him one last time, I would put on a song that would never end. Because how I wanted to dance with my father again. ”

When did he start to estranged his relationship with his father? His memory had faded into obscurity, and all he remembered was the endless quarrels, the endless stalemates, and the countless confrontations.

However, at this moment, Hugo looked at the expression of his father in front of him who was stretched out because of a cigarette, thinking that his father in front of him had come thousands of miles to the big city he had always rejected because he was worried about himself, and all the feelings in his chest began to burst, and he missed those years when he was in peace with his father, that kind of warmth, that kind of solidity, that kind of happiness, which made people miss it so much.

The warm tears in his eyes wet his cheeks, and in the blurred vision, the figure of his father became clearer and clearer, Hugo saw it so clearly, the man in front of him, Adam Lancaster, he used his own way, poured all his love as a father and as a parent into his only son, he didn't ask for anything in return, he didn't want to be understood, he just gave silently, and then enjoyed loneliness and happiness alone.

How much Hugo wanted to dance with his father again, and if he had such an opportunity, he would have hoped that the song would never end, and that he could be by his father's side forever and ever. But he has already missed an opportunity, and Hugo Chen will never be able to realize this wish, so what about Hugo Lancaster now?

What if one day, Hugo Lancaster also loses this opportunity?

"Sometimes I'm outside my mother's door and I hear her crying about her father, and I pray for my mother, and I pray for my mother.

I know I'm asking a little too much, but can you send back the only man she loves dearly? I know you don't usually do that, but my lord, how she wants to dance with her father again! Every night after falling asleep, the same dream repeats. ”

There is no regret medicine in the world, there is no turning back in life, if Hugo misses his second chance again, he doesn't know if Lena Lancaster will tear on the pillow, but he knows that his tears will not stop, his prayers will not stop, his dreams will never stop, and more importantly, even tears, prayers and dreams will not let him get a third chance.

"Dancing with the Father (dah. my。 father)", this is a dream, this is a memory, this is an expectation, this is all Hugo's thoughts about his father, Adam is now the only relative he has in the world, and he can no longer miss this opportunity.

Thinking of this, Hugo's hands began to tremble, so much so that he had to hold his hands tightly to calm himself down, he couldn't let Adam see the turbulence inside him, which would frighten Adam, because he was not the kind of personality who would leak all his emotions out in the first place. So, Hugo clenched his fists, and then wiped all the tears from his face with his palm, hoping that his wolf would not be seen through by Adam.

By this time, Adam had finished smoking, he extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it in the trash, then turned and walked towards the hotel.

Hugo saw Adam's back, and hurriedly rushed out, shouting, "Dad." Hugo's slightly nasal voice echoed through the lobby, stopping Adam in his tracks.

Adam turned around and saw Hugo standing in the shadow of the door, because of the backlight, he could only see a blurred figure of Hugo, but he couldn't see Hugo's expression clearly, "What's wrong?" He didn't know why Hugo left and came back, so he directly raised his own questions.

A sentence of "I love you" came to his mouth, but he couldn't say it, Hugo looked at Adam quietly, looking at Adam's slightly frowning eyebrows, the worry that was well hidden in his eyes was so familiar, he suddenly felt that he was a little bad, and the "I love you", which is very normal for Westerners, couldn't even be said, even at this moment.

Hugo could only comfort himself, if he suddenly came out with a "I love you" like this, it was estimated that Adam would also be scared, so he pulled out a big smile, "It's okay, I just forgot to tell you, I'm really happy that you can come to Los Angeles to see me today." And also...... Thank you. ”

Adam listened to Hugo's words, but looked away a little unnaturally, he was not used to expressing his emotions, and he was also not used to hearing his son express his emotions in public, but it was undeniable that there was a wisp of warmth flowing in his heart, which made his dry eyes suddenly itch, he had to blink a few times in a row to hide his embarrassment, and then quickly coughed a few times, "After all, this is Christmas, isn't it?" ”

After saying this, Adam didn't wait for Hugo to continue answering, he frowned again and looked at Hugo, and said sternly, "What the hell are you talking about shit, it's late, go back quickly." Then Adam hurried away and fled as if he had run away.

Hugo stood in place, watching Adam disappear into the elevator, and then the corners of his mouth gently outlined a smile, blooming with a warm light in the tears, and then turned around and walked towards home step by step.

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