Every time the two meet, it is very coincidental, and so is the situation. Either fall in love or get divorced.
The two meetings many years ago, everyone hated each other, but never forgot.
When they met again, the two cherished each other, and when they talked about the past, they were able to say it without a word. If it really doesn't matter, can a stranger still do this? Time is running out.
Looking at it and thinking, fortunately they are in the faraway democratic country of the United States, and it was 20 or 30 years ago. In our country, if you don’t get married at the age of 20 or 30, if you talk for a long time and say goodbye, then if you get married and say you are unhappy, you turn around and leave. In most cases, the parents at home will definitely scold you, and distant relatives and neighbors will look at you differently. If you are single, you are committing a crime, and you are not filial, and you are being pushed to go on a blind date on a good holiday.
They have a warm conversation together.
They talk about girls' fake orgasms in a restaurant.
They were lying on the bed and watching the same movie on the phone.
He quarreled with her for his ex-wife and hugged after the quarrel.
She was crying because her ex-boyfriend got married, and he silently handed over the tissue.
She was emotional and had no image. She threw tissues all over the floor, and he looked at her with pity.
. . . . . .
I'm so happy to see them show their love on the screen like this.
I love Harry's confession:
I love that you catch a cold in warm weather,
I love that you take an hour to order food,
I love that you frown at me like I'm a lunatic.
I love the fragrance that still lingers after parting with you.
I want to chat with you before bed, not because of loneliness or the new year.
I'm here because I've discovered that
if you're going to spend the rest of your life with someone,
the sooner the rest of your life begins, the better.
And the interview section:
Harry: We first met and we hated each other.
Sally: You don't hate me, I hate you. The second time we met, you forgot about me.
Harry: I don't. The third time we met, we became friends.
Sally: Been a long time friend.
Harry: Not anymore.
Sally: Then we fell in love. Three months later, we got married.
Harry: It only took three months.
Sally: Twelve years and three months.
I wish you all happiness, and so do I.
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