have forgotten the plot, but I found my shadow in the heroine again.
The story takes place in New York. The heroine in her thirties always laments that she meets bad people, is tired of dating, and is disappointed in love. Then, I met the male protagonist from Paris at a party hosted by my colleagues. After a good time, the man returned to Paris. She went to Paris to find him, but lost her phone number, depressed and depressed, and then she persuaded herself to let it go. On her way to the airport by subway, the hero also happened to run into the same carriage. At the end, he dragged her out of the subway to a small bar on the corner, drinking beer and chatting. Then he asked: "Would you like to have another drink with me?" She nodded, and then he asked: "Do you know that you would miss the plane in that case?" She smiled and said, "I know."
Dialogue in the movie:
When we first met, in the elevator, he wanted to kiss her, so she avoided.
She: "No, don't kiss me."
He: "Why?"
She: "I said, no."
He: "Why, I just want to kiss you."
She: "No, I'm sorry."
He : "Well, you don't like me."
She: "No, it's just that I don't want you to kiss me."
He: "Why not?"
She: "I don't know."
He: "I don't understand, we get along Very happy, you are beautiful, I just want to kiss you."
She: "Listen, I had a good night, but I just want to go home now."
At a bar in Paris, a woman sitting alone Conversation between the protagonist and a strange man:
Stranger: "Most people date just to avoid loneliness, but some people want miracles to happen. I think you belong to the latter category."
She: "Is there any problem with this?"
Stranger: "Oh, no, It’s just that miracles don’t always happen.”
I’m tired of dating. I don’t like who I kiss when I first meet. I hope miracles happen, but I must admit that many times I date just to avoid being alone. But the crux of the problem is that I am not an older young woman, only in my early twenties, but I have this mentality, which makes the whole situation even more sad.
Magic is actually a somewhat absurd term. It's just to renew the fairy tales from childhood, and then get drunk adults. At the end, the encounter in the Paris subway can make people in love believe that it is destined. But to be honest, in a big city like New York, there is a lot of people. The people I know are very limited, but from time to time I can also meet. The fact is that A meets B, but the structure of the story is under personal control. It may be that the heavens destined us to be together; it may be that we pretend to be invisible when we see it, and we can't hide in time. I have always wanted to write such a short story: In a coffee shop or a small bar, a man meets a woman and finds that the other party and herself are simply made in heaven. She likes to read the newspaper he loves, and she picks the brand he likes to smoke. Cigarettes, she doesn't like to add milk to coffee, like him, she also puts two cubes of sugar. After observing silently for a while, he approached him and chatted, and found that their political and religious beliefs all coincided. The author he loved most was the same, and even the apartment he lived in was only one block away. He couldn't help but invite the girl to dinner, but the other party calmly refused. I think this is the reality of love. Everyone only pays attention to the development of the story in their own minds. I don’t know that the twists and turns in the hearts of others are going in the completely opposite direction.
In the New York scene in the movie, I can almost recognize the shooting location. The person who created the miracle has not yet appeared, but the city full of miracles is with me. This is also comfort.
What does it matter to be fragile? We are just ordinary people. Honesty, to yourself and to others, is the most important thing. Laughing is because of happiness, crying because of sadness, simple, that's all.
Restful sleep, water and food, nothing more.
Then Paris will sprout in the heart.
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