Chapter 1817： Grumpy old man

"Don't yell, my ears are not deaf," Ernst said grumpily, looking at Hugo in front of him with a look of impatientness.

But Hugo was used to Ernst’s attitude for a long time, and said indifferently, "Why are you coming down. The city, and at this time?" Hugo looked at the empty street, although He is not sure about the last time of the Los Angeles bus, but now it’s not so easy to go back to Sunset Plaza. "Have you called for a taxi?"

Ernst heard Hugo’s words, but he seemed to be stabbed in his wounds, “Why can’t I come here? The city? This is not the site you bought. I...I came to the town hall to do business, and then I want to be quiet by myself, so I take a walk by myself, where you are yelling like a sixteen-year-old girl meets a gangster."

Ernst did not notice the second half of Hugo's sentence at all, but was stung by the first half of the sentence, which made Hugo look at Ernst twice, which made Ernst uncomfortable. I violently hit the ground with my crutches a few times, then took a half step back, "I'm not your drunkard father, don't look at me with such disgusting eyes, I'm not interested in young men with no hair."

Ernst’s reaction was a bit overwhelming, and the words sounded very harsh, even if Hugo heard it, he would inevitably be a little angry, but he still gritted his teeth, swallowed the **** that rushed to his mouth, and took a deep breath. , Trying to maintain a smile, "Ernst, you made a special trip today to watch the filming of'L.A. Confidential', right?"

Today this area is completely sealed off by the "L.A. Confidential". A small number of people who come here are to go to Wall Street, and most of them come to join in the fun. Ernst has nothing to do with Wall Street. What's more, it is already ten o'clock in the evening, and most public places are closed before eight o'clock. There are only a handful of things Ernst can do here.

As a result, Hugo remembered the scripts he had seen in Ernst's house before—in fact, Ernst had never really left Hollywood, and he still had nostalgia for that spotlight stage. Therefore, Hugo made such a bold guess.

Ernst jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, "Dog. Shit! You are talking about dogs. Shit! Get out, get out, don't pretend to be familiar with myself."

Hugo couldn't help but smiled, and Ernst's reaction confirmed his guess. The stubborn old man in front of him still has nostalgia for Hollywood, "Hey, old man, remember? I have been to your house before, I have seen the script of your entire bookcase, and I have also seen your love for screenwriting. , So you don’t have to pretend not to care, I know, I know all."

"Go away!" Ernst did not soften because of Hugo's words, and said viciously, but his 82-year-old could not withstand the toss at all, so he began to cough violently, seeing Hugo. Worried for a while. But when Hugo wanted to take a step forward and look at his situation, Ernst picked up the crutches and waved it to Hugo mercilessly. Although Ernst was coughing, there was nothing in his hand. Strong, but Hugo dodged subconsciously, "You are a self-righteous arrogant, I am not so familiar with you. Don't think that we have been neighbors for a few years, and you are my friend. No, you are not. We are not friends at all, you are nothing more than...just a poor worm under a Hollywood spotlight, no difference...no difference..."

This time Hugo finally couldn't hold his face anymore, frowning and looking at Ernst in surprise, as if he didn't even know him. It seems that the old man who sat on the stairs to comfort him at the beginning, the old man who guided him when he was confused, did not exist at all.

The last time I saw Ernst, although he was a bit irritable and withdrawn, he was not so serious. What is going on today?

"Ernst, if you don't want to, you have clearly expressed what you mean. You don't have to say such ugly words. I think we are friends." Hugo's face also became serious, and he wanted to be kind. Ernst argued for a few words, but seeing Ernst, whose face was flushed unhealthy because of a cough, couldn't speak again.

"Don't be like a sentimental little girl, still begging and talking about friendship in front of me. Friend? Huh, do you think I am a handkerchief with you? Little girl, I am a man and a cowboy!" Stuart finished the words in one breath, but after speaking, he began to breathe. The whole person looked like a scarecrow in the wind, but he was stubbornly unwilling to ask for help.

Hugo also completely let go of his face at this time, "Mr. Lechman, I don't know what is going on with you, why are you saying so badly? If you didn't come to watch the'L.A. Confidential' tonight Shooting, then you can say no, there is no need to hurt yourself like this."

Hugo's words made Ernst stunned, his eyes dodged a little, but he still stubbornly stood up, as if to prove that he was not guilty. But Hugo realized that the reason why Ernst was so sensitive was because Hugo broke his true purpose.

Hugo suddenly realized that this was the first time in his memory that he saw Ernst appearing near the set. In the past, Ernst simply avoided it. Most of the time he wandered around Sunset Square, so when Hugo watched They were so surprised when they went to the playbook shelf in Ernst's house, because they didn't expect Ernst to still have nostalgia for Hollywood. But today, Ernst took this step, and he still stayed here for most of the day-at least until the crew finished work before he reluctantly left.

Therefore, Ernst became angry because his intention was exposed.

Hugo understood the cause and effect, but he could not understand it, because Ernst had shown these tendencies in front of him, and at the same time enlightened him in confusion twice. In front of him, even if Ernst felt ashamed, There is no need to overreact.

"Mr. Lechman, I don't understand what's wrong with you. You are always rejecting others." Although Hugo was still very angry, his voice softened again. He looked at Ernst, who pretended to be strong, with eyes full of It’s all helpless, and there is some sympathy, “Reject other people’s care, rejection of others’ help, rejection of others’ friendship, and even rejection of anyone’s company. Looking at your life these years, there has never been anyone else, just you,” From start to finish, you are the only one. Why? Why do you reject others over and over again? You even hurt others to achieve your goals, but in the end, isn't it you who hurt yourself?"

"Because I've always been alone!" Ernst was stabbed by the sympathy in Hugo's eyes. He struck the ground hard with his cane, making a "pop" sound like a wounded lion. Exhausted the last energy and roared.

In an instant, Hugo understood.

The reason why Ernst refused to care was because he was afraid that he would be abandoned after all. Hugo didn't know how much parting and hurt Ernst had experienced, that made him choose to live alone, and let him choose to be with loneliness.

Those years in the Sunset Square rushed to their hearts. Ernst's rejection was not a kind of fear, and Ernst's anger towards them was not a kind of envy. Later, he moved, Alex and Charlize also moved, Joseph, Foggin, and Carl also moved, leaving Ernst alone again. They spent nearly three years close to Ernst, but chose to leave.

In fact, the last time Hugo went back to the Sunset Square to meet Ernst, Ernst's taste was very mixed. On the one hand, he still complained about Hugo's departure, but on the other hand, he was reluctant to see old friends. Today, Ernst's "secret" was revealed by Hugo, and the grievances in his heart broke out completely, and the firepower against Hugo was fully opened.

Looking at Ernst in front of him, Hugo was mixed for a while, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

However, the hesitation in Hugo's eyes made Ernst completely angry, "You sympathize with me? You sympathize with me! How dare you! You dare to sympathize with me!" Ernst said, his whole body was shaking, as if In the next second, he would faint due to high blood pressure, but he gritted his teeth and held on, then turned his head and left straight away. He whispered, "How dare youyou!" What! Dare!"

Hugo lowered his head in annoyance and gritted his teeth. He knew Ernst didn't like being sympathized, but he still made a mistake just now. Maybe Ernst was right, but they were never friends, because he never really knew the old man. Seeing Ernst's staggering back, Hugo was also a little at a loss, hesitating again and again, only to follow along.

Ernst’s pace was not fast. Hugo could only fall behind him a short distance, but only half a street away, and when he was fifty yards from Al Bar, a taxi stopped by the side— —It looks like a guest from a bar called, but Ernst walked over, opened the car door and sat in.

Hugo ran after him, only to hear Ernst's grumpy roar, and then the taxi drove away. Hugo could only look at the tail smoke of the taxi leaving, standing still with an annoyed look. After thinking about it, Hugo still couldn't worry about it. Hugo ran to the parking lot in front of the warehouse, drove out his car, and followed the direction the taxi had left.

But for Lu Chi, let's go. The streets of the city are like spider webs. Hugo can't recognize the direction at all, let alone find a taxi. In the end, he can only turn east and west along the avenue, and finally drove to the Sunset Boulevard. Hugo was relieved. In one breath, he drove along Sunset Boulevard back to the familiar Sunset Plaza.