Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

"Everyone has a grave in his heart, which is used to bury the one he loves. -Stendhal "Red and Black""

Mo Ci came to Florence again when he was 37 years old. The first time he came here was to walk into the Uffizi Gallery and Pitti Palace to appreciate the exquisite works of art of the Renaissance, and the second time was to shoot That "Stendhal Syndrome", after all, was the place where Stendhal suffered from this disease. As for this time, I can't seem to find any reason to come. I couldn't find any inspiration, so I simply went out for a walk to relax.Well, in fact, he still has another place he wants to go, but he can't find a reason to go to Florence. If he has to find one, it is probably because the older he is, the more he loves to remember.

See, this answer can't convince himself.

Mo resigned from the winery to order red wine, and then walked aimlessly on the street. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the silence was broken by the brilliant lights, breaking down to the heads of every silent person walking on the road. On the same road as them, take off the cloak of fame and seem to be as unknown as everyone else.

He thought he should find a bar for a drink, maybe he would have an affair and taste exotic flavors, just thinking about it was full of Italian-style romance.

But before he found a bar that looked good, someone patted him on the shoulder and spoke Chinese to him, "Mo Ci, long time no see."

He stared at the man for a moment, then took off his sunglasses, met those blue eyes, and said in a leisurely tone, "Yeah, long time no see."

In the end, Mo Ci and Meroving found a bar to sit in. After all, this kind of place is the only place that can be lively, and it is more popular than the cold light of those high-end restaurants.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that we would meet again here." After the waiter served the wine, Mo Ci said, "After all, this is neither Lance nor Pingjing."

"We are destined, outside the coffee shop in Pingjing, on the top floor of the Cathedral of Our Lady of Hundred Flowers, in front of the paintings in the art exhibition." They have met by chance, several times, without discussing, just happened to meet, and said in unison.

"It's fate. It's strange to have fate so that you don't explain it deliberately, but it's not. Then you can only rely on fate and other illusory things that don't know the truth." Mo Ci looked at the person in front of him. The color of that glass of cocktail is very beautiful, from lavender to orange to gold, the waiter said it is called "Albatramonto", if it is translated into Chinese, it should be called Sunrise Sunset.

According to the communication skills, Meroving should follow Mo Ci's words. Obviously, after more than ten years, those things at the beginning can't be too small. You can read countless literary classics, film and television masterpieces that tell people to be People who are washed away by time, everything will be diluted. Those who love each other will no longer love, those who are sad will no longer hurt, and the enemies of fate will not matter, and they will even smile away their grievances. No one will hold on to those small things in the past. It seems petty and disrespectful to come out and talk, and people tend to grow older, and these two points are the most important and most concerned.

However, I always feel that something is missing, something is always missing. A boy who has been away for half his life has to be asked, do you still remember your dreams that you have long since discarded? Men and women who have parted ways also want to know about them Have you ever really loved, even if it is so embarrassing, and even reveals an ugly attitude with obsession.

So he opened his mouth and opened up a new place, "Will you be angry when you hear me speak Chinese?"

Hearing this question, Mo Ci seemed to feel a little strange, and quickly laughed. There were a little lines in the corners of his eyes, but they revealed a mature charm, like those wines that are getting purer as they are brewed, and are still favored and nostalgic by the years. "Dear Lance, if you don't mind my arrogance, I think you did it because you liked me a little bit at that time. Well, to be honest, I don't think it's arrogance, after all, you were Will agree to a director to choose to make a movie, this sounds absurd and absurd, if that director is not me, I don’t think you will do it.”

Meroving listened to his self-boasting and direct points, and looked at his calm and relaxed posture. He hadn't heard the news of Mo Ci in these years. What awards did the new movie win, and which one became popular? The newlyweds who have not yet made their mark, who they are intimate with, who they hold in their arms, who they kiss on the lips, and who they sleep with.He is still living a chic life, the same as he has never met and after meeting. "Yeah, I really liked you before I agreed to this matter. To be honest, I'm actually a serious person. That was the only time."

Merovingian recognized it calmly, but Mo Ci didn't seem to be surprised by his reaction. He looked as usual, and touched Meroving's glass with his own glass. There was a crisp sound when the glass was touched lightly, but it was overwhelmed by the bar singer's voice Go down, it's not really a sound.

"Although it's clichéd, but out of politeness and habit, I should still ask, how have you been these years?"

"It's not bad. I have collected a lot of paintings and sculptures. You must like some of them, such as Caravaggio's "Judith and Holofernes."

Mo Ci's eyes brightened when he heard Caravaggio's name, "Indeed, I like him very much." This was just something he mentioned in passing, and he didn't expect Merovingian to still remember it now.

"If I have time, I'll take you to see it."

"Okay, when I have time." Mo Ci agreed, but he knew that such a day would never happen.

"Will you stay here for a while?" Yu Chu asked him.

"Probably not, Xu Zihe helped me book a flight for tomorrow night." Mo Ci shrugged his shoulders, "The exquisite and luxurious life always depends on some things to maintain, if I don't go back to make money, what I have now will soon be gone. I have exhausted it by myself, and it is not enough to just buy wine."

Meroving was silent for a while, and then said: "Let's drink less."

Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect to hear this sentence from you."

"I guess it's because I'm getting old, I still have to pay attention." He was the same age as Mo Ci, and now he is 37.He wanted to find something to let Mo Ci know the importance of paying attention to his body and not drinking too much. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "You have such a good relationship with Ms. Rong. If you don't pay attention to what's wrong with your body, she will definitely be sad again."

When Mo Ci heard Rong Qing's name, his eyebrows were soft and his tone was smiling, "She can't even take care of herself, just don't make me feel sad for her."

Seeing him like this, Yu Chu felt mixed emotions in his heart.In Mo Ci's world, no one knows who he is. They know that Mo Ci made a film called "Stendhal Syndrome", and they know that the actor who plays Mr. Y is called Yu Chu. Mr. Yu Chu is a friend of Mo Ci. He didn't intend to join the film industry. He just helped Mo Ci make this movie. However, no one knew about Lance Meroving.It was the same in his world. They would guess that the painter on the big screen looked like the helm of the family, but no one could confirm it for sure, and no one would come to him to ask.

Except for the people around them, no one knows that they have spent nearly a year together, from early summer to autumn and winter, and then to the next spring.All the knowledge related to intimate stories belong to Mo Ci and Yu Chu, not to a French boss and an oriental director.

"Mo Ci," he said his name once, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just picked up the glass and took a sip of wine.

Mo Ci didn't say anything, just smiled, drank the glass of cocktail in one gulp, then put down the glass, and called the waiter to order two more glasses of wine.

At this time, the singer at the bar changed a song, which was in French. Mo Ci was absent-minded, but he could hear a few words clearly.

"Later

He said he once met someone

He said they didn't understand love at that time

He said they almost fell in love when they met

He said they hugged as friends

He said they were just one topic away from kissing

But later

no later

Only he walked through the world

I want to see if the future is still between hell and heaven”

It was past midnight when Mo Ci and Merovingen walked out, it was a new day and a continuation of night.

"Where are you going?"

Meroving pointed in one direction, Mo Ci raised his eyebrows and pointed in the opposite direction, "It seems we are going to say goodbye."

Meroving slightly lowered his head and gave him a close kiss, Mo Ci returned it to him, hugged the person in front of him, and said goodbye again.

After all, it was a bit cold at night, so when he turned his back and left, he tightened the collar of his coat, and made a phone call after turning around an intersection, "Old Xu, help me book a ticket back home tomorrow."

"Ah?" Xu Zihe on the other end of the phone was very puzzled, "Didn't you just arrive today? Why did you just stay for one night and return tomorrow? There is no such thing as traveling and relaxing." Even if it is a luxury, Mo Ci used to not As for a luxury in this way.

"One night is enough."

Mo Ci's words were unclear, but Xu Zihe let out the old driver's laughter, "Indeed, for someone like you, one night is enough for Lieyanhua."

Mo Ci also laughed, his voice frozen by the cold wind, "Yes, for people like us, one night is enough."

Neither say that I still remember you, nor that I still miss you, I didn't have you in my dreams, and I didn't have you in my heart.

One night is enough.

Just reminiscing about the past and a few polite words, one night is enough.

All those who cling to the past are fools. When adults do things, they don't seek to be upright and hope to be decent.

Even if he was close to saying he liked it back then, it was just a little bit short.

"Later

He said he once met someone

He said they didn't understand love at that time

He said they almost fell in love when they met

He said they hugged as friends

He said they were just one topic away from kissing

But later

no later

Only he walked through the world

I want to see if the future is still between hell and heaven”

This is the end, they no longer meet each other, standing on both sides of the earth, each full of friends, as if life is happy.