Two people who don't know each other, Russel and Glen, stagger over a weekend. The closer you get, the more attracted you are to the other party. In a short period of time, the spark of love seems to explode, and when it is the most vigorous, it suddenly stops abruptly. When they wanted to get to know each other better, Glen had to leave and didn't seem to come back. When parting, Russel was excited and incoherent, and his face was full of reluctance, but he couldn't keep Glen. He just gave a kiss and was given a recording of the first meeting. What makes me remember is that every time Glen left Russel's house, Russel would always look down from his 14th floor window and watch Glen walk away. The first time Glen left, he didn't look back. The second time he looked back, he looked up. After looking back three times, they stayed for two or three seconds before walking away, from which they could feel the warming of each other's emotions. But a weekend is very short, so short that you can only know each other's names, and so short that you may soon forget each other. A weekend is long, long enough to accomplish a lot, long enough to just want to spend time with each other in the apartment. I love you, but we can't be together. I love you, I don't know if I can remember you forever. Finally, Russel took out the tape recorder and played back the conversation between himself and Glen. Russel said, "I don't know. Ican't remember anything." Glen said, "Just start from the beginning, when you first saw me." From the beginning, From their first sight of each other...
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