"The story should end..."
"This house is yours."
"My will is in the left drawer, and the money is in the teapot."
"I I love you" in two languages.
This is his last letter. He wrote you.
We never knew her name until the very end. "Who are you?" He found her old site, picked up her hairpin, and put it in her palm. Say, "No one will find you here." Forgive, this is love. She finally put her stubborn hand in his thick palm. Yes, it is love.
With all her strength, she hugged the corpse.
Having the courage to read it is my encouragement to myself. A strong enough heart can endure the literature and the unique scenery of Irish winter. Every story has a beginning, an end and an end. The film is directly narrated in five parts from loneliness, the termination of relationship, marriage, loneliness, and the beginning of relationship. Delicate and slow, it penetrates a certain place in the depths of the soul.
It has never been complicated between men and women. A smile, a compromise, a concession, and an understanding can win trust and unload. Simple breakfast, her favorite music, lying on the same bed and saying to her: just come here. Beyond sex gives love the most soulful thing.
In the end she hugged his dead body, naked and affectionately bent. At this moment, freeze it. The story should end here. In the end, I chose to leave, change places, close my eyes, go here, come here and stop, the story ends here. We continue to live as we are now, and nothing will change.
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