On a rainy afternoon, I watched this film alone at home, feeling very sad and tangled inside. The seemingly trivial plot makes everyone can't help but immerse in it, and then jump out to examine and torture their own feelings and marriage. Is he wrong? Yes, he lied, he actually betrayed his wife the next night after the night he just clarified himself, maybe he had planted something in his heart when he kept not mentioning who he was on business with. Is she wrong? Yes, she has always treasured the photos of her old lover, kept the address and number for him, and cut off her husband's untimely phone calls. Maybe her inner hurt and insecurities have always been for her lover. After this night of infatuation, his mind was on the shore, but she was lost. . . . We have never been able to consider the right and wrong of our relationship. Maybe it is memories, tolerance, or lies that maintain a marriage? We have all suffered the dark wounds of marriage, and we can only secretly lick ourselves
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