It's a bone-chilling winter, and even if I'm wrapped in a thick cloak, I can't resist the cold current.
I saw my mother smile. The first time is always unforgettable. Even if it is stained red by blood, I can only remember the smile on the corner of my mother's mouth like a bouquet of poppies, with relief in the desolation. Her hands fell down like a broken-winged bird on the white wedding dress. In just a moment, the white wedding dress was filled with big roses, as red as the blood on the corner of my mother's mouth.
I stared at the extremely beautiful man in front of me, Shi Shiran smiled and said: "I am a romantic, how can I be chaste?" Looking at his clenched fists, a burst of pleasure came over me, I twisted my waist, climbed on his shoulders, and whispered in my ear, "You will never get it in this life. All you will get in your life is a broken body, a broken body, do you understand? Hahahaha."