I was the rose that Wang Hua watered carefully until his white moonlight returned from the rainy dream. When he handed over the breakup agreement, I smiled and took off the thorny diamond ring he designed himself and threw it into the deep pool in front of him.
Later, I was holding my son who looked exactly like him, and he blocked me in front of the counter in a jewelry store.
He stared at the child with scarlet eyes and asked, "Whose is it?"
Under the light, the lost thorn crown on my ring finger shines brightly.
"My husband." I asked with a smile, "Mr. Wang, isn't your Bai Yueguang back?"
——Later, the whole city knew that Mr. Wang chased his ex-wife for thirteen streets, begging her to give her another chance.
