Three years after the red dress came to an end, his alarm was reactivated on the dark web. I clutched the faded death certificate, crushing my pride in the business war, until the silver chain around my wrist showed red marks - that was the tail pendant that he would not have time to fasten for me on the day he disappeared.
The wedding red carpet took more than five years of waiting, and a shadow in a white shirt stood at the end of the guest seat. Two knuckles are missing from my right hand, and my left eye is covered with mist, but it can still accurately capture my trembling eyelashes. He said "marry well" with his lips. When his Adam's apple rolled, I saw the scar on his left waist that shielded me from the glass, bleeding through the fabric of his clothes.
When Zhou Yutang's ring was attached to his ring finger, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the back row of the crowd. I know that he used his last breath to stuff the invitations from the next life into the folds of my wedding dress.
Intention: deep sadomasochistic love.