The wedding scene played out in Zing Shuyun's mind no less than a hundred times. He fantasized about marrying her one day.
He also fantasized about promising her ten miles of red makeup and unswerving determination, but after all, the person she loved was not him.
He thought that Ayu was still unmarried and had no engagement, so there was still hope for him.
But now the last trace of illusion has been shattered, and he will never have any interaction with her at all. What I have never had before will never have another chance in the future.
In the past, I could still rely on the friendship between childhood sweethearts to talk about poetry and books with her, recite poems and admire the moon, and admire plum blossoms in the snow.
But now she is the wife of the royal family, and he is the minister. With the last bit of fantasy shattered, he also knew that he was destined to miss her from now on.
Even though there is all kinds of reluctance in my heart, it is not worth the overwhelming helplessness.
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It's good to read. I'm trying to catch up. I'm slow to read, but the author updates very quickly. [Sending my heart to you] It's worth recommending.