You deliberately chose the morning game and sat down in the corner of the last row. The sleepiness of getting up early has not disappeared, yawning one by one, tears squeezing from his eyes. I don't know when, you start to look forward to one day, you can go to a movie, have a cup of coffee, and stroll around the park alone. You can do anything, as long as you are alone.
The lights dimmed, and the screen passed the dragon mark of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television. The young couple in the front row has not yet entered the movie-watching state. They kiss and feed each other popcorn, and the two bodies come together. You hummed softly, insinuating that they had chosen the wrong date. But you also think that people in love don't care what movies they watch; when you were young, it was the same.
You admit that this movie satisfies your desire for voyeurism, staring at the big screen with scorching eyes, and you can see the dirty thoughts of a group of middle-aged men and women. You can't help but have a trace of shame and guilt, use this movie to find a dirty resonance for your secrets. When the protagonists at the dinner table propose to disclose the phone calls, SMS and emails in their mobile phones, your palms are sweating and you feel a slight increase in adrenaline. The people in the movie agree to the rules of the game. They walk on thin ice and pretend to be calm. However, you saw a glimmer of imperceptible excitement on their faces-that is the ambivalence of expecting the secret to be revealed, the excitement of preparing to die with the mediocre life. As the man who was a lawyer said: "There is such a psychological concept that everything a serial murderer does is to be discovered."
The film began to enter its first climax. The plastic surgeon discovered that his wife, who was a psychologist, secretly made an appointment with another doctor for breast augmentation, and the psychologist also discovered that her husband was carrying her to find someone for psychological consultation. Discord between husband and wife started, and blamed each other for not communicating with themselves. Your heart trembled slightly, and you took two big mouthfuls of iced Coke. People who have been prostrate in marriage for many years always use concealment instead of communication. In contrast, concealment is always cheaper than explanation. When you fall into anxiety and depression, you have tried to confide in friends, colleagues, counselors, and even strangers on the journey, but you only refuse to tell the truth to the person next to your pillow. Because it is so familiar, you know exactly what he will answer, and there is almost no deviation. Of course he does the same to you. You don't know if this is a kind of tacit understanding. If the end of the tacit understanding is like this, it would be too boring for the rest of your life.
The young couple in the front row may be bored, and kiss to pass the rest of the time. You secretly speculate about their age. Eighteen years old? Sixteen years old? Even smaller? You envy them that they don't understand this movie. They are young people who are just like fakes. You checked the information before watching the movie. This is an Italian movie. Italy, a romantic country, is rich in blazing love movies. At this time, not long after "5·20" and "5·21" passed, the chocolate in the store had just been sold out, and the dew on the roses had not dried up yet. Do you think that the schedule for the film to be released at this time is a bit gloomy and gloating. A few days ago, the whole country was immersed in the soft and sweet romantic atmosphere, and now it is necessary to wipe out the tradition of not eating fireworks created by love literary films. Lose.
As the story progresses, the secrets of men and women gradually come to light. The normally capable and powerful housewife exchanged sex messages with strange netizens in private, and the seemingly honest lawyer and another woman said goodnight to each other every night; the gentle and virtuous young woman also maintained close contact with her ex-boyfriend, and she was as glued as her partner and planned to have children. The driver has had relationships with multiple women. You are not surprised, things are developing as you expected, and you know that there are countless secrets in life still unfolding after the movie ends. You think of your own wedding, and the love vows of countless people's weddings. You once asked yourself and each other unwillingly, why did the marriage look like this afterwards. Later, you accept it and feel relieved. You know that each other in love is a smoke bomb, and the romance of an adult is to pretend to be stupid. If you know it, don’t say it, it’s getting farther and farther but still insisting on going forward together. OK, even though the end of the journey is so dark and unclear. Time and life did not sharpen you into a pearl, but turned you into a pebble. You think, there is nothing wrong with pebbles.
You also have your own secrets. You work in a small company, and a handsome married male colleague sits opposite you. You get up for half an hour every morning, carefully trace your eyebrows and powder, trying to hide the fine lines at the corners of your eyes. The other half said that they were both old and old, and it was self-deception to dress up like this. You say you are just to please yourself. You know you are not telling the truth. Between work, you lift your head and stretch your neck and shoulders, meet the male colleague's gaze, curl your eyebrows and smile at the corners of your mouth. At lunch, you and your male colleague can always meet each other, telling cold jokes while eating, and covering your mouth subconsciously when you laugh, for fear that the leaves between your teeth will surprise each other. Can't sleep late at night, you post a hypocritical circle of friends (of course the other half is blocked), and the male colleague quickly sends greetings, and you pour out your heart to the cold light of the screen in the dark.
You also secretly flipped through your partner's cell phone. He also has his own confidante, and once exposed his vulnerability and hesitation to each other on WeChat. You gently put the phone back to its original place, feeling very calm, as if you were just checking the weather tomorrow. You know he didn't betray you, just flirting with another opposite sex when he was dull and boring. You are the same. In "Desperate Housewives," Lynette became annoyed after being confessed by a young man: "We are just flirting. Married people do this."
The people in the movie became hysterical. You kind of sympathize with them, but you also pity yourself. In this era, everyone is autistic, and lives as two sides of the coin-on the one hand indiscriminately sentimental, and at the same time powerless to love others. However, whether it is abusive or incompetent, it is essentially a wayward way to ask for more love from reality, marriage, and people around you.
After learning that she was betrayed by her husband, the capable and powerful housewife went to the balcony to smoke. From a subjective point of view, on the balcony of the opposite building, a gray-haired old couple is cuddling with each other and admiring the lunar eclipse. You curse secretly in your heart, this scene is really damn vulgar, how vulgar it is. How much discord, conflict, and harm does a couple have to go through in order to get old together? However, the image of the other half suddenly penetrated into your mind. You feel sour in your heart, and you unconsciously imagine what it is like when he is old? How much hair remains? What is it like to grow old together?
You never thought that you would cry when watching this movie. The bearded man explained to his friends why he wanted to hide his sexuality and not bring his lover to dinner, "Because I know he will be hurt by your weird eyes when you meet. I don't want to be hurt, I want to protect him. Because if you If you love someone deeply, you will block the bullets of the whole world for him." You were moved, as if you were back in the girlhood where you would wipe your tears when you watch Qiong Yao's drama. You wipe the corner of your eyes, thinking that the screenwriter is so disgusting, and a little warmth in the cruelty is even more sad.
The movie is coming to an end, and you don’t know how the director will end. Reconciliation between husband and wife is as good as ever? The reality can never be so. Make a parting way? It doesn't seem to be enjoyable enough. The lunar eclipse was over, the party was over, and under the clear moonlight, friends smiled and said goodbye-it seems that the game of sharing secrets just took place in another parallel time and space. Parallel time and space, how good the concept. When life is unsatisfactory, you will always imagine tens of thousands of parallel time and space, there must be a person who is living a flawless life.
light is on. The young couple shakes the popcorn off their bodies and leaves the scene holding hands. You are still sitting in your seat, a little dazed. What does the movie say? The essence of marriage, the dark side of love, or the helplessness of life? The cleaning staff is getting a little impatient, and the broom reaches under your feet. You stand up and suddenly remembered a line from a bearded man shortly after the beginning of the movie, "I hope there is still some secret, otherwise it will be too boring."
You are shocked all over. It turns out that this is the main point. There can be no flawless parallel space-time in the universe. Secrets make people dirty, but they also make life deep. We lie, deceive, and plant a time bomb in our lives without having to do anything, but in essence it is a struggle for survival, a resistance that is unwilling to be castrated by life.
Mobile phones are never Pandora's Box, marriage is. The wedding is a grand prelude before opening Pandora's Box. From then on, greed, hypocrisy, pain, and jealousy will follow. But you know, there is another little thing called "Hope" locked in the box. Maybe one day you will open it and let it come out and see the sun again, even if it has long been completely different and becomes a kind of vain.
You are walking on the way home, thinking that maybe you will take the other half and watch this movie again.
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