My mother was lying on the hospital bed, looking pale and breathing weakly.
"... Lianxi, you are still so young... If you really can't live on, go find this man... He is your father."
The man in the photo is young and handsome. His name "Ling Zhengxi" is written on the back. It turns out... Her name "Qiu Lianxi" comes from him!
The scene of the "Huansha International Wedding Dress Design Competition".
When the lights are down, the low-key sequined lace and thin gauze look like sunlight shining through the mist.
The perfect figure was highlighted, with a long skirt trailing behind her, decorated with blooming flowers, as if she was also attracted by the beautiful scenery in front and reluctant to leave.
Misty color.
The fantasy of fairy tales.
A vow of eternal love is as romantic as ever.
Even time stopped for them...
The audience who were about to leave stopped their movements. The judges raised their heads in surprise one by one. Jian Qi was slightly startled and stared deeply.
It's like a romantic scenery in a fairy tale.
It's like an angel descending to earth in the mist to find love...
That kind of hysterical beauty makes everyone walk into a dream and never want to come out...
Qiu Zimo frowned slightly.
Master? ... That person's child! He should be radiant.
Unlike her... She has been called a wild child without a father since she was a child!