These Years of Dressing up as Female Accessories

Kuang Feibai and I are childhood sweethearts. He had said more than once that he wanted to marry me, but on my sixteenth birthday he embraced another woman on a stone bridge covered with marriage knots. But he said he liked me and even made a hairpin for me with his own hands. Looking at the scars on his hands, I decided to give him another chance. Soon after, his marriage became known throughout the city. The bride is not me. Note: first person double C Intention: Life is very long, don't stay, you have to move forward