I returned to Beijing today, but encountered a heavy rain in the south, and was arranged by the train staff to sit in the last row of the high-speed train seats that should not belong to me. It's behind the last row, the partition for the charging port.
After watching the female addicts in the morning, I felt a lot of emotion. More from your own perspective.
But after watching the movie, I found that, like the heroine, I have a denial of myself.
For example, explain to the other person before starting a relationship that I'm a scumbag and don't recognize people.
For example, when switching between different people, wondering if you have reached the point of promiscuity.
For example, I also discovered my own attractiveness as a woman and used it purposefully, but thankfully, I also cared about other people's feelings and didn't want to hurt others.
Maybe you really think you're bad, so you want to be good.
Walking among the crowds and still feeling lonely.
Coincidentally, the heroine's narration comes from the loneliness of childhood, which is exactly the same as herself. That is really a kind of, as if in a moment, I am so far away from the crowd, infinitely far away. The whole universe is left with the feeling of being alone.
Because of this feeling of loneliness, seek comfort from the crowd, comfort from the body. Slowly I found that I became more and more lonely.
Fortunately, self-confessed honesty and frankness. Being able to meet different people in this absurd and boring process really touches the boundaries of other people's universes. If you don't put your feelings into it, it's probably the best state.
A base-tone, reassuring and stable companion.
A low-key, tacit and pleasing x partner.
A left-handed, mysterious and uncontrollable x-mate.
Such polyphony is full of the rhythm of music and mathematics, which resonates harmoniously. The old man explained in this way that the original chaotic past experience of the heroine was suddenly highlighted. There are many stars, but there are only a few of them.
To me, it seemed like a secret that was overheard by accident. If you can meet, really lucky.
The funny thing is that after actually meeting true love, sex becomes boring.
It will be like this, it will always be like this.
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