All My Firsts Are You (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 131

“It strikes me that this could even be considered a hallmark of Director Kim Jun’s films. It seems his movies always end not with a period, but with an ellipsis—subtly conveying the director’s creative intent, yet deliberately leaving the ending ambiguous, inviting the audience to interpret it in various ways.”

My heart began pounding fiercely. If we were talking about the final scene of today’s film, it was Ha Ru at twenty-nine, smiling brightly.

Saying that it felt as if an ellipsis had been drawn after that scene almost sounded like a pointed remark—that my current relationship with Jun had been left deliberately vague. My mouth felt dry and parched.

“I paid close attention to the final line of dialogue in this movie as well. There was a specific line:”

As a true journalist, he’d even prepared a note in advance—he held up a small slip of paper and started reading aloud.

“‘In the spring, nine years later, the excitement leading into summer began anew. Finally, spring has come—to this house, and to me…’ I understand this film is almost a direct retelling of Director’s real first love. Considering that, this closing line feels even more meaningful. May I interpret it as suggesting that Director’s first love—Ms. Ha Ru—is still ongoing in the present?”

The question was finally thrown out. There it was—the very question I’d dreaded. Every eye in the room instantly turned to Jun. My own wavering gaze followed theirs a beat later.

Jun remained silent. He simply stared intently at the reporter, slowly nodding as if carefully choosing his words.

Just as the prolonged silence began prompting low murmurs to ripple through the audience, Jun finally spoke.

“Yes, I think you could say that.”

Honestly, it happened in an instant.

Even before Jun finished his sentence, a massive wave of commotion erupted like a crashing tide. The frantic clatter of keyboards echoed harshly throughout the hall.

Matching that sound, my heart began pounding wildly, as if it might leap right out of my chest. I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling my breath fragment into tiny, shallow gasps.

“As many of you may have already noticed, although my previous film ‘The Train’ and this one, ‘All My Firsts Are You,’ feature different protagonists and entirely different stories, this new work actually continues the narrative of ‘The Train’—not in terms of plot, but through its core message.”

My heart refused to calm down. And Jun clearly had no intention of stopping there.

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