The wedding is about to begin, but the bride is missing.
She rushed out of the wedding hall without looking back.
Regardless of the strange looks from passers-by, she ran on the street in a wedding dress, looking for someone.
"Bang——" Blood stained the white gauze.
In the hazy moment, the sixteen-year-old boy in her memory walked towards her with a smile on his face.
She slowly stretched out her hands, but then dropped them weakly.
"If I were to see you, I would run away."