Love is not as follows

Liana 2022-03-26 09:01:05

An inexperienced woman in a small town, her gestures are a little clumsy and graceful. She was just one of your prey in the beginning, and you took her with absolute power: her soul, body, every inch of her life belonged to you. However, unfortunately, she is full of inspiration and becomes the woman who knows you best, and can read the encyclopedia of plants and pick mushrooms. The phantom that childhood brought you, the uneasiness you have hidden for half a lifetime, and the eternal nostalgia for motherhood all melted into the gu that she calmly gave you. You briefly fell into the illusion she gave you, released your baby's willfulness and confusion, and fell into her tender embrace. When you wake up, you put on your armor and continue to fight for your self-worth. Since then, she has turned into a person, a person who lives with you. I want to say a simple sentence: it is easy to fall in love, but difficult to get along. Just like leveling up and fighting monsters, most of them died halfway through. Those who survived were either numb and lucky, or they met tacit teammates. A dose of poison in desperation turned into an antidote for love. It's not numbness or tacit understanding, it's that she continues to sublimate under your catalysis, and becomes a god/wizard, so that the fate you share is dominated by her. Suddenly I remembered Zhou Xun's proud and deep smile at the end of "Women Are Not Bad". Oh, by the way, did you forget the note she took the initiative to hand you when we met? In fact, you were already in her hands, right? Falling in love is not the same as following Gu, read more encyclopedias.

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Phantom Thread quotes

  • Reynolds Woodcock: I really wish I hadn't heard this until later on, Cyril. It's very unsettling.

    Cyril: Well, chin up.

  • Alma: That dress doesn't belong here.

    Reynolds Woodcock: Don't start crying.

    Alma: I'm not crying. I'm angry.

    Reynolds Woodcock: Don't start blubbering, Alma.

    Alma: I'm not blubbering.