Under the red candle light, he gently lifted the bride's red hijab with one hand, while playing with a delicate short knife with the other hand.
"Madam, left or right, do you choose?"
The big red robe has been dragged to the ground. The man in front of him no longer looks as gentle as usual, but he is approaching step by step with his usual faint smile.
She only remembered that on this day that year, spring flowers were blooming all over the mountains and fields, and he made a promise for this life.
Now that I think about it, I can't help but laugh a little.