今天看完全书，如鲠在喉。
后两章从罗马之旅开始，悲伤就一直萦绕在字里行间，挥之不去。
Oliver说 I remember everything.
Elio内心在向他呼唤：If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you are just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else, and there's not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this time, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then， look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name.