Some people have been questioning: Why didn't Johnny recognize Nelly for so long? It was obvious that the handwriting, face, habits, and details were so similar.
I think he is running away.
The day after Johnny put forward his pretend plan, he went back; seeing the woman's makeup and dyed hair, he just continued: "You don't look like her at all." Is it true that Nelly can't play herself? Absolutely not. He was just afraid, afraid that the figure in his heart gradually walked out of the darkness. He was afraid, afraid that his dark heart would be exposed to the sun naked. He didn't want to admit that he always ignored the overlap between the woman and his wife.
He would never dare to face the darkness in his heart. That is the betrayal of love and the annihilation of conscience.
I have seen many people commenting that Johnny is a scumbag. After betraying the wife who loves him deeply, he must take the inheritance as his own. Many people also think that Nelly should kill her husband for revenge as Lene said. Everyone hated Nelly's obsession.
I have also been thinking, what is love? Why do people love each other? Sound and smile, status, character and thought? A small detail and a tactful look can make us fall in love.
So, are we loving a part of him or all of him? What if the part I love is gone? Do I still love him? If he betrays me, do I love him?
For love, there will never be a standard answer. What to do, just love him. Love like moths to the fire.
Nelly disappeared in the final blurry light and shadow. In the end, it doesn’t seem to matter whether we are together or not. In those days and nights, in conversations with the landlord's wife, in Lene's death, in the singing of Speak Low, Nelly found herself back. She is wearing a bright dress, Nirvana. Maybe she still loved Johnny deeply, but she couldn't face it anymore.
Some people say that love can save everything. I said, love is too fragile, it is not as effective as a contract. But what to do? It was the impulse, tenderness and love at that moment that built the whole world.
Then make it to pieces.
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