Theater version:
Two years ago, she took a magazine and told him, "When you have money in the future, I will wear a wedding dress made of gold."
He laughed, who said that if I am rich, I must buy the wedding dress for you!
She's jealous, so who are you going to buy it for? You are not allowed to buy it for others.
He poked her with his finger, "Yangyang, you have such a big appetite, I can't afford to feed you."
Two years later, the wedding dress he bought was really not for her.
And the wedding dress she wore was not bought by him.
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Literary version: We can escape many things in our life, but the only thing we cannot escape is fate.
The yoke it bestows is firmly on everyone.
No matter how stubborn the resistance is, it is just a futile struggle.
Maybe there is a way, but we haven't found it yet.
Fragment one:
He raised his eyebrows: "Do you think it's not good to be taken care of?"
"Of course it's not good. I'm keeping you under control. It's so ugly to say it out loud."
"What if it's me?"
"Huh?"
"I'll take care of you, can you accept it?"
Fragment two:
He straightened me up and said displeasedly: "Yang Xuan, you see clearly, the man in front of you is your future husband."
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