has nothing to do with movies. When you just want to cry. No matter how funny movies are, there are always sad pictures you can see.
It seems that all unfortunate love died in the middle. The plot is always the same. If the broken heart is a woman. The woman lost control of insomnia, tossed and walked away from the old place. If the sad is a man. The man looked sad but still lived the same life as usual.
Parting is imminent. Face the person you don't want to lose. Will you say goodbye to him?
Picture 1
You say you don't want to say goodbye. You watch the silent black and white video. Cry your own tears in the stories of others. You are standing downstairs. Looking up to the home you can't get into anymore. He hugged his new love. There is love in your eyes that once belonged to you. The tenderness of this moment. You are a thousand arrows piercing your heart.
You will see all the grief. Turn around and leave.
walk on the road. You can't sleep peacefully without a warm embrace. You make yourself busy, make yourself tired, and have no free time for heartache and tears.
You have witnessed the ups and downs of a tragedy. A silent man. Non-stop drinking. There are obvious dark circles. His heavy love is like a bondage. Makes the woman he loves at a loss and is in a hurry to escape. Going around and still can't find the exit. She is like a wounded female beast. He slapped him frantically. Yelling at him like suffocation: LET ME GO. He bowed his head to bear her anger. Not willing to let her leave. However, after she ruthlessly slammed the door and left. His hand that raised the gun slowly dropped. Weakly hiding in the corner crying silently.
Just that night. You watched him walk out of the bar, drunk and staggering. He let go of her. But I can't get out of my grief. Her sentence "LET ME GO" ended his life and his love. on the street where they met. The broken car window glass is like his broken heart.
You accompany her to sit on the street where he left. She seemed to be talking to herself. The good things that were there. She remembers. She said when he was alive. How she wanted him to die. But now. He is really dead. She breathed a sigh of relief as expected. She said her heart would hurt so much. She cried helplessly. Like a body that was suddenly taken out of the soul. trembling in the night.
She came to you. Plain face. Pale calm. She said she was going to start a new life. She asks for your help to keep his bill on the bar wall. She said she didn't want people to forget him so quickly. You look at her standing on the street. Stop for a moment. Like reluctance. More like a goodbye. those past memories. She does remember. She just remembered. Do not miss.
make life difficult for. The moment of liberation is death. Yet life goes on. When love fades away. After forgetting. It is forgetting. Occasionally remembered. But that's the thick stack of bills.
Screen two.
You don't say goodbye either. Let her pursue the most beautiful sunset. And you choose to stay and live in the memory. continue her habit. Keep every unfamiliar key. Remember that each segment has the same pain discrete.
You said you had a habit when you were young. When you get lost, you stand there and wait patiently. You believe that the person who lost you will come back one day. You can even forgive the person who got lost on the way to find you. As long as I can come back to you in the end. It was worth the long wait.
finally. She has come back. The surprise in your eyes is greater than the surprise. It's like you've never been apart. Stand face to face. Look at each other and smile.
She said everything remains the same here. You say it's just because you can't find the right match.
You ask why you left like this. She said she felt that no matter what, there would be a place behind her that would bring her back. So you can be so carefree.
She asked if the key was still there. You said the key was always there. You can also open the door. only. the person inside. is no longer there.
The cold wind ruffled her hair. She concealed her panic. She said she was leaving. Continue to find the most beautiful sunset in her heart. She said she was just passing by. Check back. That's all.
You kiss her forehead. This is your favorite. You don't know when it started. During this long wait. In your heart you live in the person you just wanted to talk to at the time.
You are back too. Saw FOR RENT on the windowsill. Red lettering on white. With all your pasts with him in that home. This is the perfect farewell. You are smiling. Turned away one last time.
past. Come back again. Revisit the hometown. It is no longer a shocking pain. There is nostalgia in my heart. It is also light.
This is the movie.
It takes three hundred days to cross a road. Go to the opposite side. Meet the man who has been waiting for you. The picture freezes in that warm and long kiss. Like this kiss. is a century. It is forever.
From then on, I will never give up my hand.
I think the best lines in this movie. That's what the female gambler said.
This road is too long. I just don't want to go alone.
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