At the end of the film, Dean cried and roared, "I can change, you have to give me a chance." Cindy stood aside, her eyes were red and tears were too much to speak.
The daughter's small body desperately grabbed the corner of Dean's clothes and cried, "Don't go."
The movie is interspersed with pictures of their wedding, with sweet smiles and infinite romance, and what I can think of in my mind is the scene of their acquaintance.
Dean, in his overalls, strode over, stopped Cindy's hand that was about to close the door, and showed a handsome smile.
Cindy, who was half-hidden at the door, looked shyly at the man in front of her.
Everything is as it was before.
When watching this movie, what was playing on a loop in my mind, and what I kept thinking about, was actually a love story of my own.
At that time, I had just graduated, and I met him through a party. After a few dates, I inexplicably determined the relationship, holding hands, kissing, everything was natural and very fast.
He is actually an introvert, but he is very bold when pursuing the person he likes.
For me, who had just come out of the ivory tower, he gave me the warmth of intimacy I had never experienced before. He would light incense and prepare a sumptuous dinner with flickering candles; he would hug me tightly and tell me and my boyfriend not to be shy when discussing anything about sex; he would take the trouble to tell his inferior girlfriend "you are beautiful".
He's exactly like Dean, good looking, romantic, talented, smart, sometimes very clingy, maddeningly clingy, sometimes stubborn, but stubbornly cute.
He had said with certainty that we were a good fit.
I have not objected.
Even though I know we don't fit.
I know there is my responsibility. Because of my likable personality, I always give the other person in a relationship the illusion that we're a perfect fit.
We have trivial things in common, but we also have pretty fatal differences.
Just like Cindy and Dean: family, education, values, outlook on life. We even have very different upbringing and cultural backgrounds.
For example, he is very persistent in chasing and maintaining love, and has an almost idealistic yearning and enthusiasm for family and intimacy; but I don’t think love can exist independently in the future.
In this relationship, according to the theory in "Men are from Mars, women are from Venus", our spiritual genders seem to be swapped.
For a long time after it ended, I would reflect on whether I was too rational, even indifferent, because my feelings for him were conflicting from beginning to end, mixed with gratitude, attachment, and, freshness.
And these are not love.
After Cindy walked out of the hospital refusing surgery, Dean hugged her on the bus, saying "we're getting married" and "I love you". Like Cindy, everyone knew the man's heart.
But for Cindy, does she love this man?
Maybe it's not love, maybe it's just a "had to" compromise, a "had to" choice for Cindy at that time. Dean was like a ray of hope in her despair, a lifesaver willing to catch her and her child at a critical moment.
Do they really fit?
Maybe this combination was wrong from the start.
And people seem to be best at fooling themselves into pretending it's true.
Tell yourself that this is the "best option", but always forget to consider whether we can afford the price behind the choice.
I still remember the conversation between Cindy and Dean in the hotel in the movie.
Cindy said, "Why don't you try to get a job?"
Dean asked back, "What do you mean?"
Cindy said, "I'm just...why do you always misunderstand me."
And when Dean tried to ease the relationship between the two, but after Cindy rejected Dean's kiss again, when faced with Dean's question "How many times will I be rejected", I think I understand Cindy at that time Mood.
She's just too tired.
And her hard work, the person in front of her, the man who was supposed to fight side by side with her, didn't understand.
Dean has not changed, Cindy has not changed, they just passed the age of passion; and those differences that were once deliberately hidden have gradually become the fatal wound of their parting ways:
He still loves her, loves their children, still has outdated innocence and romance, and is still lazy and lazy; and she is still ambitious, still wants a better life, not just satisfied with "feelings and drinking water";
She still longs to be loved and the warmth of her family, and the polishing of life makes her soberly realize that love alone is not enough.
I suddenly felt heartache.
For them, but also for me and him.
Friends and Cindy's grandmother said the same thing.
You need to decide for yourself whether to continue, and to love someone who deserves it.
But who knows what is worth in the first place?
As Cindy confessed: "If feeling can go away, why do we believe in feeling?"
After that relationship, I reflected countless times, maybe those who are well-known for such rules are not groundless.
Sometimes, they are not that important;
But sometimes, they are more trustworthy than ethereal "feelings".
Let's sift through some people and avoid that doomed sad ending.
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