It's been so long, I've forgotten why I got five stars for watching this drama in the first place.
It reminded me when the heroine was finally forced to write down what happened in the glass house.
How did we get here? You are used to immersing yourself in fairy tales as a sanctuary. But what you love is the cold, trembling with fear when you find the body of the wife of a cruel husband. When Prince Charming puts on your crystal slippers and the shoes fit perfectly, you are so happy that you are moved. But on campus, with the real princess floating around you in the autumn wind, you see the gulf between yourself and the rich girl and swear to stop believing in fairy tales. But the story is buried deep in my heart, like a poison.
If Prince Charming really exists, if he can save you, you need to be saved from all injustice. When is he coming? The answer is countless instant cruel shrugs. It was Smith's sad sneer when he didn't even lie when he called you fat man. It's Uncle Jeff's molestation on you in the Thanksgiving kitchen, the accusation in your father's eyes when you tell the truth. From every boy you've loved, made out, and disguised as a man, you finally understand that there is no magic that can turn a beast into a prince. You surround yourself with girls you hate and want to share their power, and you hate yourself, that makes you weak and vulnerable.
Then, when you feel like you're going to disappear, he notices you. You know deep down that everything is too good to be true, but you let yourself sink in because he is the first person to give you hope. In his castle, you discover the truth. Prince Charming and cruel husband are the same person. It's impossible to have a happy ending unless you love both. Isn't that what you want? to be loved. Don't you want him to put the crown on you? Isn't that what you want?
I think of the male lead's almost paranoid and perverted love, monitoring the female lead's every move, and getting rid of her friends, euphemistically called "solving troubles". The male protagonist naturally loves the female protagonist, but his love has become crazy enough to control the female protagonist, and at the same time limit the female protagonist's life to the point where he can only accompany the female protagonist by himself.
This kind of love is too selfish. Although it is said that love is selfish, this kind of love has developed into possession. It can't be called love anymore.
Love is wanting to have company, but at the same time, it can also give the other person enough space to grow, instead of restricting the other person's development space.
I remember reading a sentence before:
The best relationship between two people is like a vine and a tree, and the speed of growth of both parties is matched. If one is growing and the other is stagnant, the relationship will not last long.
Hope to find a lover who makes each other a better person.
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