Is it love or hate, affection or resentment...
My red wedding dress was soaked with the blood of love. I summoned the devil deep in my heart to lead me back to the love and life I deserved.
When the peach blossoms were dancing all over the sky, I had already put on the wedding dress that I had sewn by myself, with light red makeup, got on the sedan chair, and became An Ziguo's wife in this life.
The sound of the lock made the peach blossoms in the tree fly even more, like a flower girl gifted from heaven, decorating my wedding day with flying colors.
A river of peach blossom petals, the elegant peach blossom fragrance, it is my peach blossom-like smile that enchants the spring of March.
Conception: