Yong Qi tremblingly opened her red hijab, and her beautifully dressed face appeared in Yong Qi's sight. Yong Qi sighed: "Oh my God, you are so beautiful!"
Xiao Yanzi smiled slightly, and her rouged cheeks looked even more rosy.
"Tell me, is this not a dream?" Yong Qi asked softly.
"Yongqi, I'm sorry..." Suddenly, Xiao Yanzi burst into tears.
"Little Yanzi?" I felt that everything in front of me was getting blurry. The tears on Xiao Yanzi's cheeks shone so brightly that Yongqi couldn't see the front.
"Yongqi, I'm sorry..." Xiao Yanzi kept repeating this sentence, her makeup stained with tears.
"Little Swallow! Little Swallow!" Yong Qi stretched out his hand to catch the little Swallow, but it was just an illusory image, which made Yong Qi very scared, "Little Swallow, Little Swallow?"
It's his wedding night, why is this happening, where is his bride? What about his favorite? Why did it disappear?
"Little swallow, little swallow..."
A dream foresaw the future, and seeing it again many years later was all desolate...