I used to fall in love with my good friend in the seventh year of acquaintance. We have nothing to talk about, sharing each other's lives, every date is reluctant to end, and there is always something to talk about. I often cross half of Haidian District to pick her up, accompany her from Bei X back to Bei X, and then take the bus back to my school. She has cracked countless IP cards. At that time, our distance was only from the second ring to the fourth ring.
distance. In this cruel world, countless loves have been lost to distance.
If you are sick and I am not around. If I am promoted, I can’t celebrate with you the first time. If your neighbor happens to be handsome. If my colleague happens to be sexy. Will you lose faith?
The two conversations between the protagonist and the heroine reunited in London may be able to arouse the minds of all long-distance classmates. In the first round, they carefully tested "is there someone else". In the second round, she thought she was clever and suggested that he might as well develop with others, and he immediately asked her if she had already planned to do so.
This dialogue is so familiar.
As we approached graduation, we lived together for a short time, and there were conflicts, running-in, and tolerance. Then we graduated and went home together, seizing the last time and getting tired of being together every day. Then she flew to France, and the last text message she sent me before shutting down was, "You have to wait for me."
Of course, the distance defeated the young love. At that time, I didn't know that "fit" was such a difficult thing.
We fall in love again, keep in love. We share our love. Several years passed. Until one day she told me that she was always a little bit short of other people, and I was different. She hoped that we could always maintain this particularity of each other. But I am done with that drama. So I replied to her that I fell in love with others. In the next few years, we stopped contacting each other.
If you can't fully dedicate yourself to loving other people, it's too unfair to other people. Why should we be such awful people? If you can't get over each other, then you should fight to the end. This is what I have been telling myself when I watch a movie. I deeply understand the powerlessness and disappointment of their repeated visa rejections and unable to reunite. The shame of human nature is that she really got involved with her neighbor and he fell in love with his colleague... …Well, the big cousin in 2011 didn't attract me that much, a digression. However, these "almost" loves have never been able to beat "true love". At the end of the movie, he was not particularly excited to pick her up at the airport, who was not particularly excited, and hugged in the bathroom, each crying silently. They still leave traces of others on their bodies. Need to use memories to find the original feeling of love.
I have been asked countless times whether there are regrets in life, or what to do if I can go back to the past, similar hypothetical topics. If I had the ability that I am now, I should not hesitate to learn French and then chase after France, even if (not even if it is inevitable) the relationship is flat and finally broke up.
I don't want to be defeated by distance. I would rather be knocked down by myself. I hate all love that doesn't die naturally. I am disgusted with the drama "Close your eyes who you miss the most when you open your eyes". I hate regrets.
A long time ago, I said in the circle of friends that giving charcoal in the snow and icing on the cake are meaningless in love. It only makes sense to become oxygen, and the whole meaning of the next second. However, if you have never had this second, what about the next second?
Even if they are separated, they still want to be together.
I want you I need you I love you I miss you LIKE CRAZY.
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