The story of the writer and the Portuguese maid takes place in the most poetic place, with the most poetic setting and narrative technique, and it is also one of my favorite stories in the whole film.
The language of love is universal.
If you don't expect the other party to understand, or even don't want to be understood by the other party, when your eyes meet, your mind will be understood.
Just like clearly wanting to avoid each other and walking, but also bumped head-on.
This is love without boundaries and in its purest form.
Especially in the part where the two parties were in the house after the manuscript was retrieved, they spoke their own languages, but their minds were completely the same, and the foreword matched the latter.
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