what is love?
The first time I saw you, I rushed into your house to ask for guilt, but I found out that the calm and elegant person in front of you was the doctor who I said had bad intentions to please Charlie. At that time, I was so embarrassed. Even more embarrassing, I found myself wearing two different shoes in a hurry. The most rude first meeting is nothing more than that. But you invited me into the house, brewing coffee gracefully, and chatting with me gently. You know, since I was abandoned by my husband in this unaccompanied town, I was working in a boring and low-paying textile factory, and was chased by the landlord just now. It has been a long time since I felt such a sense of respect. At that time, I felt that you were a learned and educated female doctor, the "class" that I wanted to be but would never reach.
The second time I saw you was when I took a detour from the factory to the clinic after get off work to return the book you borrowed from Charlie. Seeing you walking slowly to me with an umbrella, I couldn't help telling you about the fact that I was abandoned by my husband, I couldn't help telling you that my salary was about to pay the rent, and I couldn't help confiding in you. I was swaying whether I should take Charlie away. And when you asked me "Do you need money?", I suddenly realized that we were just strangers who had met in a hurry, and what I said to you seemed so rash. Maybe it's because the tenderness and upbringing that I met for the first time made me feel deeply, and I couldn't help but want to tell you. I just want to tell you inexplicably, this rainy day I am in a messy mood.
See you for the third time. It's really helpless, it seems that every time I see you, you are so embarrassed. I just got fired from the factory and I was drinking and dancing with a strange man and being seen by Charlie, it felt awful. When I told you all this, your expression was indifferent, I thought you disliked me and talked to you about this. But you told me that a little girl died today. I looked at you who were deeply remorseful, and couldn't help hugging you to comfort you. Take your car home, only to find myself kicked out by the landlord, and just when I was helplessly trying to greet God, you brought me and Charlie home... Maybe that's not bad.
Since then, I have become your "housekeeper".
It turns out that you, who seem gentle and steady but unsmiling, also have moments of humor and playfulness. This little discovery makes me feel that you are a lot more friendly and lively.
Once you helped me lay the carpet, we inadvertently touched hands, I seemed to feel your slight stagnation and trembling, when I looked at you to confirm, you hurried away. Maybe I'm just overthinking it.
The first time I saw you dancing that day, I never thought that you, who was always generous and dignified, would be so shy and shy. I can't help but take your hand and teach you how to change your footsteps. Later, Charlie was very happy to find the bike you gave him. I was so moved and grateful that I couldn't help hugging you. But why, suddenly fell into the fragrance of your hair? You ended the brief hug, and I looked at the excited Charlie outside the window, silently suppressing the strangeness in my heart just now.
We went to the lake for a picnic, and you said you envy me for being myself. The next moment, you unexpectedly jumped into the lake to help Charlie recover his drifting boat. It turns out that you, who are so educated, will also have such a side of disregarding your own image. I think you are so cute right now.
Slowly, we get along more and more harmoniously in life, and it seems that an unspeakable affection is slowly fermenting between us. We all feel it, and we all tacitly maintain the status quo. Until that day I was almost stung by a bee while weeding in the garden, and you rushed to help me out in a panic. At that moment we were so close and so close that even though you said "no", I couldn't help but kiss you. And your gentle response fascinates me. Charlie's arrival gave us a hurried end to the accident. I finally understand that I am not only grateful and looking up to you, but also love, the same love between men and women.
I don't want to be depressed anymore. So I deliberately left a gap in the door in the shower, deliberately flirtatious and flirtatious when you saw it, and I was eager to confirm whether you felt the same as me. However, you just hurriedly closed the bathroom door and fled. Maybe it's just my wishful thinking. What happened in the garden was really just an accident. So when Luo came to me, when he asked me if I wanted him back, I told him I had been waiting for him to come back. It seems like the only way I can pull myself back from thinking about you. But when Luo wanted to kiss me, my body instantly pushed him away instinctively. It turned out that I can no longer go back.
At night, I didn't expect you to wait for me at the top of the stairs. And when you took the initiative to take my hand, I already knew it. Your repression and impulsiveness, restraint and enthusiasm, after countless struggles, you still came to me. On this night of thunderstorms, we interlock our fingers and become one. After countless escapes, we finally faced the fact that we were in love with each other.
So later, even if I was troubled by the gossip in the small town, even if Charlie was almost taken away by Luo, I still loved you unswervingly and would not give up our love.
Jane, I want to tell you that before you fell in love with me, I fell in love with you unknowingly and so firmly.
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It is a pity that the first half of the movie did not perfectly present Lydia's delicate psychological process, and the interpretation was so detailed that most audiences (including me) tended to ignore how Lydia fell in love with Jane when they first brushed it. Yes, I thought this was just a Ji love movie where a prostitute fell in love with a rich woman, but I couldn't figure out why Lydia was so firm in her feelings behind her.
So this movie can only give three points. If I hadn't watched it for the second time, I would definitely think that Lydia is too frivolous. Her firm love for Jane is like a rootless tree and water without a source. It is simply inexplicable. . And in terms of the overall quality of the movie, it's not worth the second brush. The second brush is basically to watch with the emotional line.
And this ending is basically the same as a bad ending for me.
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In the end, I couldn't help but complain about the translation of "unforgettable without thinking". If you don't understand English and just read the subtitles, you will feel that the two people were very hypocritical when they parted, and they even said an ancient poem like a secret code, which really destroyed the scene. I love you is to love you, don't ignore movie scenes in pursuit of artistic conception. Who is Lydia, the master who takes the initiative to stage a bathroom teasing drama in order to make her boyfriend confirm her intentions, and she is the one who pursues the true self. When she said goodbye to Jane, the whole "unforgettable without thinking" "The answer is really inconsistent. If Jane and another girlfriend who is similar in character and upbringing to her, I can accept it.
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