Movies are like every life experience where a lover ends up as a family, although what remains at the end is an open ending that the audience knows will not end well. It has been almost two or three days since the end of the movie, and I have not been able to recover from the emotional episodes of the second female Samantha and the male second Simon. In addition to the pain of long-distance relationship and the change of love from strong to weak, the life state shown by these two spare tires also penetrated into my heart one by one.
In 2011, I cried to Guimi (Fei Yi) over the phone for almost an hour and a half. This was the most unexpected and embarrassing experience from 2009 to that time. At that time, for the first time, Gui Mi (Fei Yi), who I had known for many years and always regarded me as a man, discovered for the first time that I was not really a man.
He can be with anyone, but why her, I seem to have built a bridge in their lives, and they just walk over me to where they want to go. Why do they have to go through me before they can continue their happy and beautiful life...
Naturally, it is difficult to recall and replicate the original sentences and emotions at that time.
After all, another five years have passed. I only remember that night I cried very rudely and bleakly, as if all the feelings and life I had paid for were wasted and nothing.
But it was also after that gaffe that I finally understood a lot of things, including the words I rambled on about love when I was younger.
Every day I live now, it seems like I'm writing a sequel to that Samantha, who has a face of reluctance, reluctance, resentment, and injustice.
Life is just like making this movie. Other than the main line, everything else can only be blurred and forgotten. It feels as if these cutscenes suddenly appear, and they can hurriedly and unwittingly leave the scene without crying, fighting, fighting, or grabbing.
We are not the protagonists, perhaps, fading in and out can preserve our only dignity.
It has been more than ten years since I liked that person in 2005. If you ask me now, has the resentment in my heart retreated with love? I can only tell you that I cut off any contact with this person with hatred, and although we are still in the same city, we even have good old friends and classmates who can reconnect us.
We still have a lot of leverage to re-test, flirt, flirt, tangle, and I'll think of him, in countless dreams of tossing and turning and struggling to wake up.
But now that I think of him again, it's no longer just his appearance and the words he said, no longer just my feelings that I don't think it's enough, and the gaffe cry in 2011, and all of them involved me. The nightmare of recognizing the face of a woman who does not recognize it.
In ten years, he is in my memory, and many sections have been updated.
At the end of the movie, the two lovers who finally "have lovers get married" are finally in the place where they should have been. Walked through the traces of the years.
Perhaps, the story will continue to repeat the previous plot, until the last trace of love between the two turned to ashes. If you continue to be selfish in the story and continue to involve two other people at the same time, it is foreseeable that the love and warmth of these four people will all turn to ashes together.
They all bloom because of love, and they all wither because of love.
The plot of the movie, compared to its cover and introduction, is much more trivial and cruel. However, those living experiences in life are far more cruel than movies, but unfortunately, in your eyes, other people's affairs are just small chapters and nothing to worry about.
They were kids that I once knew
Now they're all dead hearts to you
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