Red drums are beating, gongs and drums are vibrating, and the bride is welcomed with joy; ten miles of red makeup and suonas are ringing, and the couple goes to the bridal chamber to get married; the hair is knotted and the hair is white, but the clothes are stained with tears.
The world is unified, and strange things are coming. Where do they come from, and what do they want people to know?
The hazy dream was actually the past, and the vague fantasy was reality. As soon as Shen Qiuan woke up, he was in a strange place, looking at the ten-mile red makeup in silence.
Reader comments
I feel like the author must have played with paper wedding dresses
I feel like the author must have played with paper wedding dresses
Very well written, keep it up!
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