There is nothing unexpected about the content of the story. But the director arranged each plot unexpectedly and seamlessly. For example, when Theo recalled that his wife was pregnant, she said that if it was a daughter, it would be called Ahn'Qiraj. Back to reality, Ahn'Qiraj had no heartbeat anymore. He rushed into the operating room to give her first aid, calling out: Come back, think about when I was with you, I love you. In fact, at that moment, I understood that he was actually speaking to his daughter as well as to Italia. At that moment, I knew that the woman must have experienced life and death. But, this time, Ahn'Qiraj came to life, does that mean that the woman is leaving for the last time?
It does not follow the two pure parallel lines of reality and memory to narrate. Some little things about her daughter were interspersed in the middle. When Ahn'Qiraj cried out in full view: I am not a boy, what do you want me to do, I am not a boy. He smiled and kissed his daughter's hand and said, yes, you are not a boy, you are a beautiful girl. Isn’t it true that Etanya is pregnant with a boy, so he expects his daughter so subconsciously?
When she was pregnant, he had promised to confess to his wife. However, when he returned home, he found that his wife, who had resolutely resisted childbirth, smiled and told him that she was pregnant. He dared not tell Etanya. Until one day, Etanya was standing near his house and saw him holding his wife, and his wife holding his belly. She suddenly understood, then went home and had an abortion. They just missed it.
To miss is to miss. Regret, regret. What is the use? The abortion that time was not dealt with properly, so that she got pelvic inflammation, until Ahn'Qiraj was born, he went to see her, she sold the house to leave Italy, he sent her to the train station, stayed at the hotel at night, she couldn't bear the pain When she yelled out, he ran to a nearby small hospital with her in his arms and performed the operation himself. He kept saying I love you. After the operation, she woke up and he hugged her to sleep. I thought they were finally at peace. The result is real peace. The priest rashly sealed the coffin, and he didn't even have time to let him put on a red high-heeled shoe that was lost on the way to the hospital. The car with the coffin drove away, and a policeman approached him under the bright sunshine and green trees. He turned his back to us, his arms around, his shoulders trembling, and he couldn't cry.
She has never left for fifteen years.
While waiting for his daughter's surgery, he unconsciously looked out the window through the rain curtain. Downstairs is a cross-shaped open-air corridor. Someone dragged a chair, walked from below his sight to the center of the cross corridor, sat down, turned his back to him, and put his satchel under his feet. The familiar backpack, the red high heels, the short black hair, and the black dress she wore when she left. While he was waiting for his daughter's surgery, he had been sitting quietly in the center of the cross corridor, accompanied him, and moved. Not moved.
I already knew the meaning of it, so I knew that when his daughter was fine, she would definitely disappear. When Ahn'Qiraj's attending doctor was talking to him, the man was still sitting in the center of the cross corridor, slowly taking out the mirror from his shoulder bag, and the familiar lips, the familiar smile, and the familiar eyes appeared first. He turned his head and walked to the window, where there was only an empty chair.
He understood that she was guarding him.
Finally, he put the missing red high-heeled shoe that she had put away for many years in the place where she had only been for a long time, and then turned and left. The rain has stopped, but the suburbs full of cicadas, the rainy night that hugs each other, the blue sky and white clouds that they meet and know each other, the hot summer sun is as bright as the blazing emotions, and then the voices of people faded away and surged. The love song that never fades, the memory that never fades, will never stop in his heart.
In the scenes that the director showed us, they never kissed, except for the last time she was leaving, in the car that took her to the train station, she kissed him who was driving. She never said that she loved him, except for the last time she was leaving, in the motel where they stayed, he said that they were already a husband and wife, she was his wife, and she said to him when he returned to the room that I love you.
Then he hugged her and rushed to the hospital. There, she left.
Very sensational handling. However, that kind of introverted expression, that undercurrent without too much language to modify, plus such a gimmick, it won't work if you don't move. People have to admire the director's skills.
Don't move, don't talk. Just there, waiting quietly. Guard me, guard our love.
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