When I saw the first half, I still felt a little nondescript. The 1.25x speed was just right. I was going to watch it like a school comedy of youth love. When Dylan bombed, I was stupid for the few seconds of the red screen. I don't know what the heroine is doing. What are you doing, I know there will be such a bridge, I definitely know there will be such a bridge, of course I know that such an angel created by Dylan must be sent, but this way of sending is really... It's my eternal pain , and then the heroine was isolated from the world, immersed in the memories of Dylan. She looked normal, didn't cry, didn't make trouble, didn't care, and then drank heavily and quarreled with her best friend. Maybe after seeing the email that maliciously guessed her, I had a little sense of "they're dead". The emotional delay was so strong that it was supposed to be soothing by self-disclosure at the prom, but I found that everyone was blaming themselves— —No one knows how to deal with such emotions, such blankness, so instead, I hope that the responsibility lies on myself, and it is better to take on other emotions, even if it is anger.
So she left, slept on Dylan's coffin and chatted with his mother, and she asked if Dylan's mother was doing well, and she probably understood the sudden loss of his mother's expression.
All people are the same, they have not been able to get out of this blank, the sudden explosion of the puzzle of life, it takes longer than imagined to slowly fill. I don't think the ending is a good solution, but I really can't think of any other way for the heroine to go.
So be it, time will slowly heal the pain. Too slow, still miss you, miss you all the time.
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