"I'll see you in a couple of years."

The Half of It

The last time I cried after watching a film was when I watched "Portrait of a lady on fire" at the Lincoln Center in New York. The sound of "Four Seasons" fell, and the audience stood up and applauded. When Director Xi and the heroine walked to the stage, I curled up in my seat and cried.

The last time I watched Love Simon, it seemed like I started crying before he got on the Ferris wheel. When the American middle school students who were watching together in the theater made the sound of awwww, my eyes were already blurred with tears.

This time, when I saw Ellie rush over to kiss Aster's face, and then said fiercely, "I'll see you in a couple of years." I burst into tears instantly. Seeing that Paul followed the train at the end, still with his fluttering puppy-like eyes and innocent big smiles, the embankment burst again.

This film doesn't have too many dramas pretending to be mysterious. Although it still has a facial expression to the Chinese and lacks some buildups, it has neat positioning, proper and clean camera movement and editing points, and restrained love. The story itself will remind people of the Chinese translation of "Call me by your name" - Summer Finale.

PB said that this movie is really suitable for watching in a cool place wearing short sleeves in the beginning of a little hot summer.

Yeah, summer always reminds me of young love.

Yesterday, I went to interview a lesbian couple. When we first met a few months ago, we were in a coffee shop and chatted all afternoon. The small interaction of them touching each other's faces and interlocking their fingers together kept me in awww all the time. They met through a TTL QQ group and moved in together after 7 days of knowing each other. They have been together for 6 years now. Yesterday I went to their house for an interview, and we chatted for almost three hours. The whole chat brought me so much emotion that after I fell asleep yesterday, it seemed that I kept going through the material in my mind, as if playing what they said on the timeline, doing Clip until dawn.

They are two short-haired girls with very positive views and cute looks. Although they say they are T, they have a good reflection on the problem of "T" labeling. Ermao has been in love since middle school, and every girlfriend can have a relationship for five or six years. He once forced himself to grow long hair because of an iron T ex, but later found that he couldn't stand it, and the other party couldn't accept TTL, so they broke up.

Erguang never had a puppy love, and later talked about some short romances, also because his ex came to Shanghai. The first time she chatted with Ermao, she chatted all night, and then the relationship was confirmed after a week of meeting. Now she feels that six years have passed in a flash, and she wants to continue to have a good time with their grumpy cat named Guazi. Life.

When Er Mao was having sex with his first love at home, he was almost caught by his mother and came out of the closet, but he didn't succeed for almost 20 years. She has a physical marriage object, although her parents are well aware of it. Her mother would say that the aunt at the canteen downstairs asked me if your daughter was married, but I couldn't answer. Er Mao will be angry: Why do you care about this irrelevant person, but not your daughter's happiness?

But she also knows: she is a very good mother, and I am also a good daughter, all this can only be said to be the misfortune of the times. The reason why she doesn't understand us is because the 30-year age gap makes it difficult for her to understand homosexuality, and her mother's life circle is also a very narrow and closed environment.

Erguang also came out very early, but he finally got a word from his father the year before last, that you go to live your own life, and your father will not hold you back.

After listening to their stories, on the one hand, I really like their characters, they are considerate, gentle and patient, but they also have clear cognition and strength in their own hearts. On the other hand, when I look at the two of them, I can really feel the presence of "love". It happens when one person is cooking and the other person hugs from behind, when two people are talking and their fingers are intertwined, when Ermao acts like a spoiled child to Erguang intentionally or unintentionally, when Erguang pampers Ermao face moment.

Ermao said that when they first got together, sometimes they would burst into tears when they listened to some songs, and then hugged Erguang, because she thought, how could she be so lucky. Just like the lyrics of "The Flowers Are Blooming" -

If I hadn't met / so many turns / how could I have come to you

I am really grateful that I can be a storyteller and witness such lovely and warm lesbian love with my own eyes

Ermao and Erguang said that the night they chatted all night was in August 6 years ago. I asked what date, actually, it was really my birthday. It was my first birthday since I got back together with my first girlfriend (but ended up breaking up if you're wondering)

I always felt that my life only started at the age of 18. After living in the same school tyrant, for the first time I understood what a passionate love is, and what is so low as to forget what I like. It seems that I have come alive. The whole city is full of our memories. In the middle of the separation, we still see things and think about people and still triggering. After reuniting and breaking up, we moved back to Shanghai. Everything has been diluted into pure oblivion.

The shop that used to buy fresh meat mooncakes for 1 yuan on the way from school was replaced by iapm. In the stationery store I went to, I couldn't find colorful paper wrapping paper, and sticky paper for 5 cents a pack. There is a new delicious white rabbit ice cream in the convenience store, but the taste seems to be inferior to the small pudding that cost a dollar when I was a child. I have an iPhone in my hand, but what I wanted most a decade ago was a Nokia 5300 mobile phone.

Like Er Mao, we have all tried to be more feminine for the people we like, but we have really gone through a lot of detours before we know who we are and what we like. I will never wear a skirt again, nor will I deliberately imitate a sweet female voice. I will like comfortable and handsome clothes, and I like people with androgynous temperament. Although I can't be like Er Mao, I can accurately say "I want to find a post-80s Northeast T as a partner", but when love and heartbeat happen, I can still clearly realize it's coming.

A few days ago, I ran into Ermao and Erguang on the road. Erguang accompanied Ermao to check in at the company. As they walked, they naturally held Erguang's hand.

When I first met her in winter, I looked through her previous circle of friends and thought that she should be cute in summer. She is a very summer person, like a girl who is tempted to meet outside a convenience store. The feeling of eating avocado toast and chatting with her in the seat along the street is like the cool wind in early summer, the shadow of the light spot under the camphor tree, the light that is about to be taken away in the room at sunset, and the floral moscato after the delicious pasta .

And at a friend's house, watching A's shy smile, revealing cute tiger teeth and sharp jawline, when I want to turn my head to see her but don't want to see more, I will think of Ellie meeting Aster's eyes, and of blue-haired Emma and Adele in the The glance that passed by on the road, I thought of Marianne looking at Heloise standing behind the bonfire, and also of Elio sitting next to him watching Oliver and the girls dancing close to him smoking nonstop, and that time A was in the coffee shop hesitant to speak. Her expression, and every time she left to say goodbye, she wanted to hug and withdraw her hands.

We had to get lost to be found.

So maybe, I'll see you again.

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