The plot of the story is also very old-fashioned. From the beginning of "the second day" exactly the same as the day before, it can be expected that the last actor's desperate effort.
However, none of these prevent it from becoming a moving movie.
I soaked a cup of sweet and greasy Yarra night, plus a few large pieces of dark chocolate, and prepared to be a bystander again calmly. Of course, it turned out that I ran to the sink and washed my face desperately, and then saw in the mirror that I cried with red and swollen eyes.
At the beginning of the story I was angry. I can't believe that a man who seems to have a good quality of life can be so perfunctory, careless and incomprehensible. I even sighed out of time with the tolerance that Samantha hadn't given up on him long ago and endured till now.
He kept talking about work and work, he forgot about her concerts, forgot her favorite clothes, and kept away from her most admired students, annoyed that her kind intentions broke into the meeting and refused to visit her parents—although they kept saying I love you, but Ian really interprets the selfishness of a man to the fullest.
Or it's like writing in Samantha's diary later: I heard that one of the men and women always pays more, God, I really hope it's not me.
Good girl, isn't it you who spoiled Ian all the time?
This is the first time I shed tears. Samantha closed her beautiful eyes reluctantly, and at the last moment, the scarred face turned towards Ian, who was crying hysterically outside the emergency room. Ian came home, opened Samantha's diary, saw her recording their acquaintances, and saw the songs she wrote for them. Then I started pulling on the facial tissues.
Perhaps the meaning of death is that it can make people more sober and profoundly aware of the terrible loss.
It is conceivable that our male protagonist woke up the next morning and heard Samantha say "If you dare to read a word, I will kill you", that kind of surprise. He can't wait to hug his lover to make sure that she is really there, not a flickering illusion.
Then he realized that everything on this day was repeating the content of yesterday in a different way, and he couldn't change anything. He was flustered and nervous first, and then made up his mind to do all the actions of this day.
Maybe in Samantha's eyes, Ian suddenly became different. He took her as the center, ate breakfast obediently, took the initiative to look for her, and returned to his hometown with her to tell about his never-spoken childhood. He even quietly took away the score that belonged to them, photocopied 75 copies and sent them to her classmates in the symphony orchestra, stepped onto the stage after her graduation performance, and invited her to sing their songs.
Finally, on the rainy street, he confessed to her. Then accompany her in the damn taxi that he knew would be in an accident.
Until the end he could not bear to say to her "You will die, let's not ride this car", or he was afraid that his own defiance would cause disasters to happen in a way he didn't know, so he would rather be in a disaster that he can foresee. , Use your own way to protect the lover around you.
This time, it wasn't so lucky, time didn't joke anymore, and Ian left forever.
When I wrote these words, the computer kept playing the background music of my blog homepage. That is a song that I have always loved. The lyrics at the end are like this:
——Let Time fall asleep secretly ——And
tomorrow I
want to relive Ian's last confession again the next day .
I've loved you since I met you...
But I wouldn't allow myself to truly feel it until today.
I was always thinking ahead.
Making decisions out of fear.
Today, because of what I learned from you,
every choice I made was different and my life has completely changed.
And I've learned that if you do that, you're living your life fully.
It doesn't matter if you have five minutes or fifty years.
Samantha, if not for today, if not for you...
I would never have known love at all.
So thank you for being the person who taught me to love.
And to be loved.
You don't have to say anything.
I just wanted to tell you.
Thank you for teaching me love.
Whether my remaining time is five minutes or fifty years, my life plan will be filled with love for you.
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