time becomes poetry

No.17 Chapter return date

The date to leave Venice is approaching, and the itinerary and air tickets are fully booked.

The framing of the film is basically completed, and there are still a few days of free time.

If something happens to Yun's family, Li Xiang accompanies her to leave early.

Wang Ruien is going to visit Juliet's former residence in Verona.

Before leaving, he invited Ruoqi and Li Hua to go with him.

But the two were still in the middle of the cold war, so they declined his proposal.

Wang Ruien: "Then there is no other way, but come once, it would be a pity not to go to Verona."

Ruoqi: "What is it about Verona that attracts you so much?"

Wang Ruien: "The story of Juliet, the unblessed love is always filled with romantic tragedy, isn't it?"

Ruoqi smiled.

Wang Ruien: "Why are you laughing?"

Ruoqi: "Nothing."

In Ruoqi's mind, Wang Ruien is a realist, while Li Hua is a romantic.

But actually it's quite the opposite.

Li Hua is a very protective person, he cares about things in real life, success and fame.

While Wang Rui'en looks serious, but he has romantic feelings in his heart. He likes moving poems, and his dedication to the director's career also places his pursuit of romance.

Ruoqi smiled at him: "Be careful on the road. See you at the airport."

After Wang Ruien left, Ruoqi and Li Hua continued to return to the state of silence.

Li Hua suggested: "Shall we go on a boat?"

Ruoqi looked at him: "Are you going to pretend that nothing happened?"

Li Hua was silent.

Ruoqi sighed.

Li Hua took Ruoqi's hand and took her to take a gondola.

The swaying ripples, the song of the trackers, and the waterway along the way still cannot arouse Ruoqi's emotions.

Li Hua: "I always dreamed that one day I could travel abroad alone with you, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon."

Ruoqi: "Really? But when you saw me that day, you were not particularly happy."

Li Hua: "How do you expect me to behave in front of the entire crew?"

Li Hua was originally sitting opposite Ruoqi, but he slowly moved to her side as he spoke.

Ruoqi continued: "But you are not like that in private."

Li Hua: "No artist looks the same in private as he does in public."

Ruoqi lowered her head: "It's just an excuse. I don't even know what I am to you now. If the two of you can't make it public when you are together, and you have to guard against reporters even when you visit a class, I really don't know what's the point of going on like this." , maybe you didn't realize it, but you don't like me as much as you did at first..."

Ruoqi murmured, but found Li Hua looking at her with a smile.

Ruoqi: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Hua stroked Ruoqi's cheek with his hands, and kissed her gently.

Ruoqi pushed Li Hua away: "I haven't finished talking yet..."

Li Hua: "Then continue talking, I'll listen again."

Ruoqi suddenly realized something, looked towards the waterway she had just passed, and found the arched top of the Bridge of Sighs.

Ruoqi was taken aback: "You know that too?"

Li Hua: "The legend of the Bridge of Sighs?"

Ruoqi: "Yes."

Li Hua nodded: "When I came to Venice for the first time, I knew about this legend. In the entire section of the waterway, the time to pass the Bridge of Sighs is only a few seconds. If I don't kiss you, I will miss it." gone."

Ruoqi: "I didn't expect that you also believed in this, do you want to..."

Li Hua: "Forever and ever."

Ruoqi was startled.

Li Hua: "I know you have a lot of doubts, and I know that we have many obstacles and problems. Let us solve them one by one. But you must have confidence in one thing, and that is my feelings for you."

Li Hua hugged Ruoqi while talking.

Ruoqi didn't say anything, it lasted forever, after all, it was too heavy a promise.

But at that moment, when Li Hua, who easily refused to make a promise, said four words.

Ruoqi suddenly realizes that all the quarrels are meaningless.

She closed her eyes, although there was no vision of growing old together, Li Hua saw a future that she couldn't see.

She hugged him back.

Will Ruoqi remember, and will Bridge of Sighs remember, that lover who still wants to have forever even though they quarrel.

As the sun sets, the orange light envelops this scene, as well as the whole of Italy.

At this time, Wang Ruien just arrived in Verona.

A building very similar to Venice, except that the city is built on land.

Juliet's former residence is open to the public, and there is an endless stream of tourists here all year round.

The balcony where Romeo courted, the bronze statue of Juliet, and the ancient green walls.

Wang Ruien approached slowly.

This is the birthplace of tragedy, love and feud, courage and poison, conflict and martyrdom.

All the tragic and aesthetic factors are integrated into one. Wang Ruien is not a Shakespeare fan, but he feels the same for all of them.

His parents were once such a pair of lovers.

The mother's love was not blessed by the family, and she eloped with her father.

After she gave birth to the baby, she and her father both fell ill and died.

Wang Ruien grew up in an orphanage, and he only has a necklace to prove the existence of his mother.

That necklace accompanies him to the highest stage of his acting career - the Academy Award Ceremony.

Then it was his grandfather, Li Xiangli, who found him.

But he refused to recognize him because of resentment.

Now, after Wang Ruien learned that he was hospitalized, he still couldn't let go of the depression in his heart.

He knew that he came here to find an answer.

This is Verona, and the story of Romeo and Juliet is not only about love, but also about tolerance.

It's just whether the person who has never given tolerance to others is qualified to be tolerated by others.

He doesn't know.

At this moment, a brown-haired Italian girl walked onto the balcony.

Her lover was waving her hand downstairs, talking about love.

Waxy Italian, straightforward expression.

Wang Ruien narrowed his eyes, and the girl seemed to have turned into Ruoqi.

And he, like that boy, can finally say whatever he wants to say.

But now, this matter has become a luxury.

Loneliness may be just a temporary emotion for others.

For him it is a state of life.

So far, loneliness has been with him.

He has no relatives, no lover, and is alone.

He walked away alone with the last ray of sunlight left in the evening.

The journey is over now.

Goodbye, Verona, goodbye, Italy.