The moment tears rolled down the wedding candle, my fingers that were holding the marriage certificate suddenly became aware.
——The hands, which had been corroded and ulcerated by the poisonous wine, were now stained with impatiens juice, and were pressed intact on the gold-sprinkled paper. Pei Jinghuai, who was sitting opposite, had a picturesque look on his face, but there was a calculation in his eyes that I didn't understand until I died in my previous life.
