In the first half, except for the freshness of the late autumn in the United States, Annie's performance is quite satisfactory, and I don't feel anything special. I thought it was a simple drama.
Many people inside felt very fond of them. The apartment aunt who helped Annie with clothes late at night, the wise and firm black boss, the slightly strange male lead, and many small actions were warmer than weird.
The little villain and big love of the male protagonist (Patrick) make me and Niu often smile warmly and unconsciously. He has a mysterious understanding of Annie and knows that her sister is very important in her mind, but he has never had time to say sorry to her, and the phone messages can't get through again and again. Knowing that she loves coffee with lots of milk and sugar, and knowing that she is afraid of heights.
Until the five surviving passengers disappeared one by one, and the inexplicable contempt and disclaimer of the airline director for the deceased, Annie felt that something was wrong, but she could not get an answer anyway.
The male and female protagonists, who are getting to know each other more and more, begin to discover a series of increasingly absurd realities: the white dog who often sniffs at the door of the house is actually gone when the male protagonist was a child, and the silent old man outside the wreckage of the plane died many years ago. The deceased uncle, Annie, also made a surprising discovery when sorting out the flight list. The passengers actually had their own names. The co-pilot who rescued the five passengers she had always been grateful for was actually the weird airline executive. She ran frantically to find Patrick, and she suddenly remembered the truth she didn't want to remember.
She had a flight at night, he sat in the wrong seat, they were at the same table, and they talked about each other's life little information. The captain had marital problems and was unable to fly. The co-pilot (airline supervisor) had an affair with the flight attendant, flirting and forgetting the danger of the plane. There was fire on the right wing and the fuselage was pierced. Patrick pulled her to protect her not to be afraid, to persevere, to believe in life. . .
There was a white light, and everyone was turned to ashes, and there was no survivors on the beach, only the empty wreckage.
Annie, who turned out to be a psychiatrist by profession, but Annie, who wanted to save the trauma of the plane crash, was the last person to face the truth. The missing passengers did not leave, but returned. Under the guidance of relatives and friends in another world, they realized and Accept it calmly and go home.
Recalling that the apartment aunt who had always loved her was Annie's aunt, and the black boss who admired her was an elementary school teacher who admired Annie's good grades. . . There are also so many passers-by, old women with white hair, ordinary fat truck drivers, and so on. Annie, who wants to help the survivors, has been being helped by the dead.
Love that quote: The truth of things is often not what it seems, because we sometimes "force our own guesses on others". Fortunately, there are so many people helping us, maybe most of the time we are wrong and hostile to them, but don't forget to appreciate them when you see the truth.
There is so much warmth in another world, how can a lost child not be touched at the end. When Annie waved and sailed with brave Patrick, and when my sister found the card in Annie's room to relieve her loved ones, I was convinced that the world has crossed, and love will never change.
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