Once twelve years old, you and me, what are you doing, what are you thinking about, maybe our childhoods are the same, monotonously impossible to talk about, the occasionally flashed scenes are just to let myself review it again, so that it won’t be overwhelmed by it. The bottom of the memory box fades bit by bit over time, and this is what Oskar and Eli make me admire. One is to disappear on the vertical axis of twelve years old, and the other is to go to nothingness on the horizontal axis of twelve years old. It is this wonderful and desperate combination that staged a strange first experience of childhood love.
It is understandable that Oskar and Eli are so complementary to each other. One is an ordinary boy who has not been deeply involved in the world, and is cowardly and timid. When love comes, he is completely overwhelmed. He is as cute as his light blonde hair; the other is life-threatening, gloomy and treacherous. The blood-sucking alien, when encountering those sudden changes, she accepts reality calmly and firmly, and her wisdom is as deep as her dark black hair.
Therefore, what we see is that Eli taught Oskar how to fight back against the boys who have always insulted him. It was Eli who taught Oskar how to change positions and put himself in consideration for others. It was Eli who taught Oskar how to accept everything in this world. Accepting the facts and existence, and at exactly this moment, it was also Oskar who taught Eli how to play a toy cube that she had never touched, and it was Oskar how to experience a fresh and warm love belonging to a 12-year-old girl. Oskar taught Eli how to reawaken a sense of protection and responsibility for a person, even if life and death are hanging by a thread.
That sentence, to flee is life, to linger is death. Perhaps it was the test of their seemingly immature but mature love between them. If it’s just the intersection of the vertical and horizontal axes of life, how can it prevent Oskar from embracing Eli? The feelings of the moment erupted, and the surprise he brought me could only add another layer of respect for him.
When the little Oskar on the train tapped Eli's wooden coffin lightly, using the Morse code to convey "kiss you", the sun outside the window set off his skin paler, and his smile interprets all the insurmountable love. No matter what kind of journey he and her will embark on, what the result will be, whether it is another reincarnation, they once had love, that is enough.
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