Big Liar, this isn't comedy at all -- if not the ending.
When I first started watching it, I was careless.
In fact, it was with doubt and ignorance that I saw that they were going to the elevator together. I thought the young man and woman were another pair to insinuate the contrast. Maybe there is a story to know.
Women are no longer young. At first I thought she was embarrassed. She kept wrinkling her forehead.
In the elevator, the man was protecting her.
Until the woman said that the man was too moon and a half, they knew 80%.
Then I, who was ignorant and did not understand the film routine, cried easily. My heart is also throbbing—physically.
If I were her, I'd be willing to walk up the elevator with him. I thought about it carefully while watching the movie. Even at that time I thought it was unlikely that they knew each other. I asked my heart.
If I were her... when I replaced it... my eyes swelled up. Very salty and painful.
It's strange that I couldn't write it because my father hummed. I hate being at home.
That's it. hate being at home.
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