two

The young man let out a cold laugh and turned to leave

Tears and rain are the same

Zhao Yimei, feeling helpless, accidentally pocketed the white ball into the hole

Shen Fang stood on the other side of the billiard table, his body half in the light and half in the shadow. The light bulb hanging above swayed slightly, making it difficult to discern his expression, but it seemed as though he was smiling

Time seemed to stand still

But on that night, Zhao Yimei was restless, her mind in a state of confusion. She recalled the deep kiss during the plane crash and was unsure how to face Shen Fang

The earlier chaos has been tidied up by the waitstaff, and the guests have returned to their previous state, either whispering softly or engaging in flirtatious banter

Zhao Yimei's eyes did not blink as she smiled, took the wine glass from the other person's hand, and then poured it over his head. Finally, with a loud "bang," she smashed the glass on the ground, still maintaining a blank expression: "Get lost!"

Zhao Yimei's eyes lit up as she asked him: "Shen Fang, do you know how to play billiards?"

Then the man reached out his hand, his posture ambiguously attempting to touch Zhao Yimei's waist

在我心中，永远不会有阳光

雨与泪水无异

Shen Fang pushed open the door of the bar and coincidentally bumped into Zhao Yimei, as the two stood facing each other under the dim light

Zhao Yimei was wearing a white V-neck shirt and distressed shorts, with the shirt casually knotted at the hem. A slightly tipsy man approached her, holding a bottle of wine, looking to strike up a conversation.

In the film, Zhang Zhen sits on a ship, searching for Shu Qi among the vast sea of people. Finally, she stands in front of the dimly lit entrance of a billiard room, suddenly turning around to see his face.

When it was his turn, he was familiar with the process and scored four balls in one go, ultimately leaving the white ball in a tricky position that left Zhao Yimei unable to advance or retreat

He was wearing a black vest, and when he bent over, his collarbone was prominent. Zhao Yimei stared intently at the slight valley on his chest

She was unconvinced and said, "Come again."

Then he turned around, frowned at her, and said helplessly: "Zhao Yimei, you are really annoying"

He whistled lightly, playing with the dagger in his hand, and said: "My beauty, I will let you experience what true danger is."

Zhao Yimei." He suddenly called her

At this moment, it is surprising to recall that this was actually over a decade ago

The best times have already passed

She looked up with a smile and said to him, "If I lose, I will be your girlfriend"

给我一个爱的答案

In the midst of speaking, the blade in his hand flashed and slashed towards Zhao Yimei's face. Zhao Yimei had no time to dodge, and in the blink of an eye, a large hand reached over and twisted the man's wrist into a contorted angle in mid-air

Shen Fang brought his ten fingers together and said coldly: "No hitting women"

The singer at the bar has changed countless songs, and as the prelude begins to play, it is Aphrodite's Child's Rain and Tears

The man at the forefront cast a glance over the entire venue, his gaze settling on Zhao Yimei, approaching with an ambiguous and sinister smile.

但在你的心中，你感受到彩虹，感受到波浪

The director said that there are many fleeting moments in life that cannot be named, are difficult to categorize, and do not constitute any significant meaning, yet they linger in my heart.

She has almost become unrecognizable to herself

She took a deep breath and said, "Let's do it again"

我需要一个爱的答案

He furrowed his brows, his voice filled with anger: "Zhao Yimei, you are truly annoying"

After losing three consecutive matches, Zhao Yimei gritted her teeth, gathered all her long hair, and tied it into a bun at the back of her head, saying: "Let's go again"

Suddenly, footsteps came from the stairs behind her. Zhao Yimei turned around and saw Shen Fang walking down the stairs with a blank expression, then walking over to the water dispenser to fill a cup of water with a "glug glug" sound

"Shh." Zhao Yimei placed her index finger on her lips, making a gesture for silence, and said, "Listen."

In her early twenties, Zhao Yimei often frequented bars, and even spent late nights alone in casinos writing papers, encountering troublemakers as numerous as the carp crossing the river. At that moment, feeling flustered, she cast a disdainful glance at the other person and coldly said: "Get lost"

As he was leaving, Zhang Zhen stood in the darkness, with only a few scattered lights spilling out from the crack of the billiard room door. He looked into Shu Qi's eyes and said to her, I will write you a letter. The movie's interlude began to play, the song being Rain and Tears

As time flows, it seems to return to the year 2005, when Zhao Yimei was watching a movie at home—"The Best of Times"

With a sudden exertion of strength, she firmly grasped the man's wrist, lifted a foot, and kicked him. Then, with a leisurely smile, she squatted in front of him and delivered several resounding slaps to his face, before saying to him: "Do you not know that beautiful things are always dangerous?"

给我一个爱的答案，我需要一个爱的答案

The man finally became enraged and swung his fist. Zhao Yimei raised her hand just in time to block it.

Zhao Yimei served to start the game, bending down as the white ball traveled in a straight line, colliding with the colored ball, while the red ball wobbled and rolled into the pocket. She lifted her head and smiled provocatively at Shen Fang.

Shen Fang still let Zhao Yimei take the shot, but he seemed to never understand the importance of cherishing beauty and showing mercy, as he effortlessly sank all the balls into the pockets

Shen Fang is still responsible for handling the batch of medications, needing to sign contracts and inventory the drugs. Zhao Yimei was originally supposed to stay and assist him; Somali is the native language, followed by Arabic, and communicating in English is always somewhat halting.

She shook the wine in her glass and smiled self-deprecatingly. If it were her former self, she would have recklessly grabbed Shen Fang by the collar, shaken him desperately, and shamelessly demanded an explanation from him, insisting that he take responsibility for her.

Zhang Zhen and Shu Qi played billiards in a dimly lit pool hall, with no one speaking, only the sound of the balls colliding—bang, bang, bang

The other party saw her, a foreign woman, alone in the bar, feeling sorrowful, and concluded that she was merely a facade of strength hiding her weakness. Consequently, he became even more arrogant and said in a vulgar tone: "You are as beautiful as this glass of wine"

Zhao Yimei coldly shook her head in refusal, leaving the other party feeling embarrassed as he awkwardly blocked her path: "Beautiful lady, just one drink, only one drink."

Shen Fang stood in front of her, showing no intention of stepping aside. Zhao Yimei raised her head and focused intently on him

Zhao Yimei, as the song came to an end, Shen Fang suddenly spoke up, holding a cue stick in his hand, his voice hoarse, he said, "I miss you very much"

She raised her head and suddenly recalled the moment the plane landed, amidst the deafening roar, he called her in such a plain manner, and then she remembered that reckless deep kiss

Give me a response of love, I need a response of love

His voice is deep, like a desolate plain covered in pure white snow, evoking an inexplicable desire to reach out and touch his prominent Adam's apple, his neck, his face

There was a moment of silence in the bar, and all eyes turned to look, mostly out of curiosity. Some women gasped softly, while some men clapped and cheered.

Rain and tears are both displayed

Zhao Yimei stared at him in astonishment; this time she saw clearly that he was curling his lips, indeed smiling

In her teens, Zhao Yimei cheerfully said to herself, "Next time, let's play billiards together. If you lose, you will be my boyfriend."

雨与阳光下的泪水

He lifted his chin, pointed at the billiard table beside him, and said, "Shall we play a game?"

She once vowed at her mother's bedside that she would never love him again in this lifetime, and then she left for a distant land, to forget the past, to forget him, and to forget herself

Zhao Yimei found a quiet bar and ordered a local cocktail. In the center of the stage, a singer strummed a guitar and sang softly, the melancholic Arabic melody resonating deeply. Zhao Yimei could not recall where she had heard it before, but she hummed along gently to the rhythm, feeling an overwhelming sense of sadness within her

Before Zhao Yimei could speak, the door of the bar was suddenly burst open, and a group of locals rushed in with tools, exuding a strong smell of gunpowder