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Pearl 2021-11-15 08:01:27

She talked about Michael to George in the restaurant, in a relaxed tone: We agreed that if we were single before 28, then we would get married.
George said: You will be 28 in three weeks.

She returned to Michael's phone, thinking he was going to talk to her about their agreement, and didn't want Michael to say "I'm getting married" to make her fall off the bed. Fell down hard.

She asked him: Are you getting married on Sunday? Don't you work on weekends? Are you irresponsible like this?
He asked in turn: Why is it irresponsible for me to take a vacation to get married on weekends?
The "responsibility" she refers to is much heavier than getting married on weekends, and it has the weight of years.

She accepted Michael's invitation to be his bridesmaid.
They will walk into the wedding hall together, although she is not his bride.

At the airport, she and Michael hugged together, but behind them came a dazzling beautiful bride.
The wedding is four days later, what can she do?

She said that he has known me for nine years and we should be together.
The tone was full of unwillingness.
The question is not why I didn’t meet him, but why I missed him...

On the court, Michael said you can’t dance?
She said, I dance, I still have a lot of things that you don't know.
At that moment, what she wanted to say was her love for him.

He told her that Kimmy was perfect, and she asked me to hold her in public, for as long as I want.
There was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
He said, yes, you find it disgusting, you always push my hug away in public.
She chose the words carefully: When we were...when you and I were...when we were...
"We", what a sacred word. "We" instead of "you and me".
She asked: Did I...when...
He said: Yes, you always push me away.

She was wearing her underwear and called George in the fitting room, and Michael came in and gave her a dress. She quickly grabbed a coat and hurriedly wrapped her around her body.
He asked: Do you want me to turn around or something?
She said yes.
He said: I have seen you look undressed.
She said: Now, it's different.
He nodded, put down his dress and turned to leave, before closing the door and saying: You are beautiful, when you are not wearing clothes.
This sentence made her firm her resolve.

In the bar, the tacit understanding between him and her made the bride next to him very uncomfortable. The bride said to her, you are his ideal and I am his love.
She didn't understand why the girl gave up her studies for him. She didn't understand why the girl sang for him so that he could let go of her fear in front of everyone. She didn't understand why the girl's father was rich and powerful but didn't change jobs for Michael.
Yes, she doesn't understand.
Because she is an independent and strong woman, it can be seen from the trembling of the restaurant chef in the first act.
Her career and pursuit obscured her need for love. As George told her, You're afraid of love, afraid of needing, needing of belong to someone.

With George's encouragement, she wants to confess to him.
He handed her the ring box and asked her to keep it, and asked her if the bride would like it.
Her love can never be said.

George pretends to be her fiance.
His bride is so happy. Happy for the elimination of a long-standing threat.

At the lunch meeting, she sat across from him.
The bride said sympathetically that she had heard Michael mention that she had been with many people but had not found the one she liked. George maintained her perfectly.
When the bride said'The man of your dream is right in front of you', she stared at Michael and did not answer, while George, who pretended to be her fiance, gently reminded in her ear: She was talking about me.
When Geogre described his encounter with her vividly, Michael's eyes were puzzled, jealous and a touch of anger.
And her eyes were sorry, embarrassed, and begging, as if wishing him to understand herself.
He didn't.

In the car, he told her that when I heard that you and George were about to be together, I felt...
She was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see clearly: Are you jealous?
He said: Yes, very jealous.
His eyes were full of doubts, how could she know how she felt.
At this moment, did he suddenly think of how she felt when he told her about his marriage? How she felt when she fell off the bed.
He said: sorry.
He invited her to spend an afternoon with two alone.

On the cruise ship, he and she leaned against the railing.
He said, you know, these days, I have thought a lot about us.
She said, well, there are many memories to choose from.
He said, it's not just about the past. You know, You are the woman in my life.
She said, You've been the man in mine.
A present tense, a present perfect tense-a tense that happened in the past, but the influence continues to the present tense.

He told her that his bride once said that when you fall in love with someone, you should tell him immediately, or everything will pass. The moment will just pass as it passed.
miss.
Yes. Wrong, passed, never come back.

The distance between them was ambiguous at this time. The cruise ship passed the bridge and the shadow was covered. He looked forward with a little expectation in his eyes.
The shadows receded, and the sun shone on the deck again. She said nothing.
missed.
there is none left.

So he said, this may be the last afternoon we can be alone.
He invited her to dance. Sing the song that belongs to them: Someday, when I'm awfully low, when the world is cold, I will feel aglow just thinking of you, and the way you look tonight……with each word, your tenders grow, tear my fear apart, with each laugh that ripples your nose, touches my foolish heart......

The ring he asked her to keep, she secretly put it on her hand, but couldn't take it off. Is it good fortune, or is it the way it should be?

When he and the bride called and argued, she leaned against the door of the guest room and smoked. The doorman reminded her that when the smoking ban was banned, she asked him to arrest herself and send herself to the police station. She said that she was a very bad and very bad person and did very bad and very bad things to good people.
When the doorman asked if she could help her, she asked him if he smoked and passed him his cigarette.
Before, they would smoke together.
The doorman told her, This, too, will pass.
Love can pass away with the wind, no matter what the problem, it will always pass.

He opened the door, and she fell to the ground with a bang, still holding the cigarette in her hand.
He snatched the cigarette and said, I want you to quit it, it will kill you.
At this time, did she think of the elevator, the bride said to her: Oh, I made him quit it. When the bride told him to give up the habit of smoking, was his heart so touched by her now?
At the beginning, they would smoke and share everything together.
But no matter what she thought, he finally failed to accompany her, supervise her, and help her quit the cigarette in his hand.

He asked her, is the ring still with you?
She hesitated and frowned, as if wishing that he had forgotten the existence of the ring. Finally, she raised her left hand and said: I tried it on, but I can't take it down.
He paused. He took her hand, put her ring finger in her mouth, and then took out the ring.
She was still lying on the ground, touching her empty ring finger, her eyes full of loneliness.

She said, I love you, I have loved you for nine years but never told you. I know it is a very bad time, but I have a small request, choose me, marry me, and make me happy. These seem to be three requests, but...
his eyes have understanding, surprise, helplessness, and too many feelings.
She kissed him, but he did not kiss her back.
When the bride ran into it, he ran after him.
He shouted: Kimmy, she shouted: Michael, no one shouted: Julia.

At the train station, she caught up with him. He sat in the waiting chair with his head hanging down.
She confessed to him what she did wrong, it's even worse than I love you.
He said she was very bad, very bad, very bad.
He said, On the other hand, thank you for loving me that much, that way. This love makes me flattered.
She said, such that makes me fungus.
Compared with the bride giving up her studies and giving up her planned life to live with her beloved, she gave up her professionalism, elegance and stability, and gave up her justice, dignity and self-protection. Who on earth? Sacrifice more?

She tried to refuse all of this. From the beginning, he invited her to the wedding-even if he knew he couldn't face it; to the bride let her be the bridesmaid-even knowing that the bride did not fully believe in herself, but just wanted to take care of herself; to help him Keeping the bride’s ring-even knowing that it might have belonged to you; to entering and saving that stupid email-even knowing that you will be disturbed by it; to helping them to communicate with each other and asking each other whether they are well, whether Still love each other. She accepted all their requests and said: I'll be right, right back. The pain in her eyes was so clear, but she was not caught by the lover.
Yes. All this, she tried to refuse. But except for that email, they all pushed these requests to her completely under the name "You are my best friend". She could not refuse. Who knows her patience?

She helped him find the bride and admitted that she had lost in front of many onlookers and insulting brides.
I lost. He doesn't love me, he loves you. For a strong woman, the weight of such words!
But in fact, she knew that he loved her, but he missed it.
And if you miss it, there is nothing.

Wedding, church. The high-spirited bridegroom raised his mouth and looked forward to the people at the end of the carpet.
She, the chief bridesmaid, was wearing a lavender-colored gown, the one he handed her, waiting with him for his bride.
He glanced at her, but the gratitude in those eyes was not what she wanted.
She smiled. The bride arrives.

At the dinner, the bridesmaid made a speech.
Her eyes are reddish: My best friend has married the best woman.
She gave them the songs that belonged to them, and shared her and his past with the bride.
"Someday, when I'm awfully low, when the world is cold, I will feel aglow just thinking of you, and the way you look tonight..."
He was surprised, he was upset, and he was grateful.
Does he feel distressed?
This woman who gave up so many for him, this woman who looks strong but extremely fragile, has only cried four times in her life, and the last two times are for his woman.

The bride threw flowers, she smiled and shook her head, hiding in the crowd.
At this moment, how could she want to get married.
He once told the bride that she hates weddings, hates traditional ceremonies, hates things that most girls like, such as romance, and even hates...love.
What a misunderstanding!
It would be too much to ask her to enjoy the wedding at this time.
Fortunately, her refusal was successful this time.
Let our distress, be less.

The hug he gave her before leaving has improved his image as a gentleman.
But her red eyes on his shoulders can only possess her own strength.
He turned and left and said: Bye.

She once asked George, if I told him his true feelings, what would he do?
George said, he would choose Kimmy, you would bless them, and then say goodbye.

She will be 28 years old in less than 3 weeks.
She never regarded him as his bride.
If you miss it, there will be no more.
Even if she tried so hard, it was useless.
If you miss it, you will never come back.
Even if he knew that she loved him so deeply, there was still no way to recover the lost.

Nine years ago, they were nineteen years old, sophomores in college.
Six years ago, he cut his own finger with a blade, then cut her finger, and made the 28-year-old promise.
Now, he married a 20-year-old bride who is beautiful, cute, innocent, rich, and unconditionally centered on him.
And she, still independent, strong, and brave, subverted her way of behavior for him, but still lost him three weeks before the age of 28.

After you miss it, you can't get it back.

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  • Julianne Potter: This is my one chance at happiness. I have to be ruthless!

  • George Downes: Bond, Jane Bond