Movie: Red Rose on the Chest
John Brand stood up from the bench, adjusted his military uniform, raised his wrist from time to time, looked at his watch, and his face was slightly red with excitement. People come and go in the central station square, and his eyes have been searching in the crowd. Maybe you have to ask, who is he waiting for? He is waiting for a girl, waiting for a girl wearing a rose. But they have never met, but what does it matter? He already knows her well in his heart.
Speaking of it, their casual acquaintance is like a bizarre novel, which is full of romance. It was 13 months ago in a library in Florida. Brand accidentally pulled out a book from the shelf and flipped through it. Soon, he was fascinated. However, what fascinated him was not what was written in the book, but the notes written in pencil in the margin of the page. From these beautiful handwriting, Brand can feel that there is an emotional and wise soul behind him. He turned to the first page of the book, with the name of the book's former owner-Hollis Menel, a beautiful name.
After much trouble, Brand finally got the address of a lady named Menel. She lives in new york City. On the same day, Brand wrote a letter, in which he not only introduced himself, but also hoped to communicate with her. However, the day after the letter was sent, Brand took a boat to serve in Europe, because World War II broke out.
Soon, Brand actually received a reply from Menel. In this way, two strangers separated from Wan Li began to contact. In the next year and one month, thin overseas letters kept coming and going, turning them from strangers to acquaintances and then from acquaintances to acquaintances. Every letter is like a seed sown in each other's hearts. Love germinated from this. Brand asked the girl for photos, but she refused. The girl said that if he really loves her, what's wrong with her appearance?
Brand finally waited for the day when he returned to China. He and the girl agreed on the time and place to meet for the first time-7 pm in grand central terminal. "You will find me," the girl said in the letter. "There will be a red rose pinned to the lapel at the front of my coat."
At the moment, it's already seven o'clock sharp. Brand stood in the designated position in the central station square, looking for the girl she had never met but loved deeply.
Finally, he saw a young girl coming this way gracefully. She is tall and slim, with slightly curly blonde hair hanging comfortably over her shoulders from behind delicate ivory ears; A pair of blue eyes are as pure as angels; Curved lips and playful chin reveal a soft firmness; Dressed in green, she looks like an angel sent by God to announce spring. Brand stepped forward involuntarily, but she didn't notice that she didn't wear roses on her coat. He seemed to see a smile on her lips and thought it was because he saw him.
"Captain, are you blocking me?" The girl who complained in a low voice was startled by the sign and stopped. Just then, he saw Menel with a red rose on his chest standing behind the girl. She looks over forty years old, and an outdated and faded hat covers her gray hair; The body has become a little bloated, and the thick soles of the feet are supported in low-heeled shoes, which makes people worry about the poor shoes. By the time Brand came to his senses, the woman in green had already left.
Brand seemed to hear his heart breaking. Is this what she pursues? Is this what she thinks day and night, a lover who has encouraged her for a year?
However, she is standing in front of me now. Her pale and plump face is gentle and natural; The wrinkles around the gray eyes are kind and peaceful. Brand lowered his head, still clutching the little blue book with a worn cover. It was it that made him meet Menel. At this moment, he understood: this kind of feeling is not love, but something that may be more precious than love, probably friendship, or forgetting friends. In short, this is what you have and you should be grateful for it.
Brand didn't hesitate again. He leaned on his shoulder, saluted the woman, and then handed the book in his hand. "Hello, I'm John Brand. Are you Ms. Menel?" I feel very honored to meet you. Can I invite you to dinner? "If you distinguish carefully, there seems to be a trace of disappointment in his voice.
This woman has a tolerant smile. "I don't know what's going on, young man," she explained after a pause. "The girl in green just now asked me to pin this rose on my coat; And tell me that if you invite me to dinner, I will promise you. She also asked me to tell you that she would wait for you in the big restaurant across the street. This is just a small test. "