The Love in This Life Is Shallow

Because the maid next to me said she wanted to learn archery, I was treated as a human-shaped living target on the school field. And my two sweethearts didn't even blink an eye. Regardless of my fear, they drew their bows and arrows, and personally taught the maids to shoot the apples off my head. The arrow missed my neck, missing my life within an inch. Later, I was tied to a target and exposed to the sun during the day and rain at night. But my two bamboo horses were visiting the Lantern Festival with their maids. In the end, the soldiers in the military camp couldn't bear it and secretly let me go. Five days later, the maid wanted to try her archery skills. Only then did my two sweethearts remember that I was a living target and coaxed me to go to the school grounds. I waved my hand to refuse and lowered my head as I embroidered my wedding dress, "I won't go. The wedding is coming and I still have to get the wedding dress." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.