I think of my best friend LB when I played in elementary school, a girl who is particularly talented in painting, and she laughs sweetly. She is the girl I have ever seen with the most aura of painting, so that at that time I would take pictures. Copying her paintings. Everything seems to be full of life under her paintbrush, and comes easily. As if she was born for painting.
At that time, I would go to her house every week, read comic books and take drawing lessons together. She would leave me the posters of each issue of "Manyou" and lend me her favorite magazine. You must know how precious a "Manyou" poster was to elementary school students at that time. We would secretly pass notes in class, get together between classes, and even call each other on the landline at home after school. Sharing all kinds of interesting thoughts and secrets, even the teacher later found our parents and said that we were too clingy and delayed learning. However, my memory of her only stayed at that time.
Although the two of them are in the same high school, but they don't communicate often, her character has become less lively than before, and I have other good friends. The two people gradually estranged without knowing why. There has been no quarrel or disagreement. I always felt that because she went to a junior high school that she didn't like, her personality became disinterested in conversation. At first we would call each other to greet each other, but then we disconnected.
Later, the two met once during the college vacation. It was strange to say that they remembered the details of playing together as a child, but couldn't remember the last time they met. Can't remember what they did and talked about when they met. It seems that I ate ice cream and dessert together, and I also joked about how she lost so much. However, after that meeting, I seemed to know in my heart that it was the last time we met.
So when I saw Jack looking at Tony's back in the art gallery at the end but didn't say hi, I think Jack also knew the fate of the two people is so far, each has its own life, no matter how close they are, they are just shadows that survive in the past. It seems that Jack is painting peacefully on the ground, but in fact, he and Tony's previous days have been played over and over again like a movie. As you know, the progress bar of some people is finished when you finish it in your life.
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