When she was a child, her childhood sweetheart once promised her that she would marry her in the future. She readily agreed, smiling as brightly as the sun.
It's like a drama. She was devastated by the confiscation of her home and was dependent on her fourth brother.
Six years later, she was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and sitting on the balcony, waiting for the young man she had promised to marry her and enter her home.
But she didn't know that her little boy was just as in the dark as she was. Her little boy carried the wrong sedan chair and married the wrong person.
The setting sun was like blood, and she fell from the tower wearing a wedding dress that was brighter than blood.
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She didn't understand why the person in front of her wanted to save her own incomplete life.
She guessed wrong, it was not the person in front of her, but another young man.
She tried to struggle, but found that his grip was too tight.
In those days, peach blossoms were packed on the branches, hazy in the misty rain.
The wind at that time quietly touched her heartstrings.
In April, peach blossoms begin to bloom.
He also left quietly like the petals of a flower that bloomed silently.
That year, the lights were bright and smoky. She picked up the lamp and looked into the distance, and saw a familiar and warm person in white clothes whom she had not seen for a long time.
I miss each other for a long time.
Or so it is.
Everything will have an end.