When the heroine saw the pain of her dying friend, she couldn't stay in the ward, couldn't put on a smile, and went out to cry alone. It made her feel like a loving and emotional person. But when her husband, regardless of her exhaustion, took the initiative to say that he was seduced by a crazy girl in the hospital and entered her room to have a physical relationship, she calmly said that he could write a story about it, "I know you are upset , that's ok", and also think that the girl may be very happy now, because "the responsibility is not her". This responsibility may have been passed on to the husband, manifesting in his guilt and restlessness; it may have been passed on to madness, and her behavior could be explained by "lack of sobriety." Here again, the heroine seems to be very calm, at least not very jealous. She looks at girls with envy. Combined with her crying for her friends, she can feel that she is an "individualist" (tentatively speaking), and has a sense of responsibility as an individual, but this prominent Her individuality also carries a strong sense of loneliness. Her husband's frivolity and frankness have made her accustomed to it, and she can only bear emotions and responsibilities as an individual, and this lonely sense of responsibility makes her feel very tired. It felt like she couldn't get along with the coldness of her personality.
The lack she later showed was much more reasonable under this inconsistency. She walks alone on the road, passing taxi drivers, workers, and fighting gangsters, all with charming smiles. At the rich merchant's banquet, a passer-by even said to her, "You are so frivolous". But when she put on a beautiful new dress and faced her husband, her smile faded after ten seconds. Maybe that lack can't be solved in him, because her previous expectations have not been met, which makes her persuade herself not to have expectations of him; maybe that smile is just a disguise, and this disguise can be unloaded in front of him. down, because she confidently put the scarcity in front of him and he couldn't see it. I can't tell what is lacking, but the only certainty is that she is lacking. This part is the most immersive to me. In the interval between each banquet, I will sneak out to visit the venue by myself.
Her husband is good at communicating with people, being the center of attention, the desire of a woman; and she even points him to a kissable girl, Valentina, "She's playing alone and reading your favorite books. ', she said. Between her and him, I can only see a one-way understanding. Before leaving the rich businessman, the wife said in front of her husband that I was not jealous, the husband touched Valentina's face in front of his wife, the wife kissed Valentina goodbye, and Valentina said, "You two are annoying me. ”.
Her friend asked her, "Are you still with those intellectuals?" The rich lured her husband with a high salary, and we learned that she was much richer than him. So their previous stories began to enter my imagination: a sensitive rich girl, who seeks romantic love among intellectuals, left her circle and other suitors for a handsome and poor writer, but although her husband has two books The talent of the book, but also has vanity and frivolity, she has almost no sense of responsibility to her, she loves him so she is disappointed, see through, and even wants to learn his frivolity, but it is not compatible with her own sincere heart. The pain of losing a best friend, seeing her husband kiss Valentina and go to her, the remnants of a romantic heart lead her to a strange man at the party, but stop before the kiss and tell him "I'm sorry, I can't do it" ".
Of her close friend, she said: "He never talks about himself, he always talks about me, only me. And I never understand that I think very little about myself. How stupid we were when we were young, we can't imagine Everything has an end. And you, only talk about yourself. It's so new to me and I'm ecstatic about it. Think there's nothing better in the world. Because I love you, love you , not him. So his feelings irritate me and satisfy you." Young love.
Regarding her husband, she said: "The reason I wish to die is: I don't love you anymore. I wish I don't exist anymore, because I can't love you anymore." But she rejected other loves, thinking that her husband had already Forgot his love letter, she wants her husband to say that he doesn't love her instead of his own judgment.
The script is so good.
ps:
The dialogue is very charming.
"I'm not going to insist ... there are things I know but don't do."
Self-criticism should go one step further and continue to build self-confidence.
pps:
Valentina's golden sentence for the little princess:
"A typical intellectual, selfish and compassionate"
"I have no talent, only a little smart"
"Whenever I try to communicate, love disappears."
"How old are you?" "22 years, many, many months"
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