Very French and romantic. Obviously they used to be such a pair of beautiful people, but in the end they still blame each other and hate each other, and they no longer love each other. It's strange, isn't it, such a strong love will dissipate one day. The old man relives his old dreams, only to be revived with all his energy by a woman who resembles his young wife. An old man who had already seemed so boring and disgusting, but seemed to become energetic and charming overnight. Probably, emotion is the best face wake-up agent. But what he likes is the girl herself, or the former self, who used to be full of talent and suave. And even a wife who no longer loves her husband seems to know her husband again. No, it should be said that I think of their old days, and the enthusiasm and passion they once had. Look, everything is still there, just from a different angle. So what are the memories of the old dreams in the past? Not these scenes, not these passers-by, not these familiar hotel restaurants and drinks and food. What I really miss is the self at that time, the high-spirited spirit that I yearn for, not the "adult" I disliked the most when I was young. Can you change it when you think about it? Has the hero finally changed? Will his marriage to his wife be possible again? Not necessarily. Why so much reminiscence? Just because you can't come back
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