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Taming the Arctic Amidst the endless vocal music, the woman was dressed in red, with white gardenias wrapped around a red cloth belt, and her waist-length hair was tied behind her head. I saw her slowly raising her arms, as if waiting to embrace someone. A beam of light came in, and the woman in red disappeared in an instant. Momoyansu obviously hates roses, but on her twenty-fourth birthday, a large bouquet of roses was delivered to her. Yes, the man in front of her is the man she will marry in the future. The man who brought her endless pain. I don't know when it started. Slowly, she seemed to make up a dream for herself. Sometimes, when looking at the photos on the phone screen, Tao Yanqi feels that they are not him. She even wanted to isolate herself from the world. I don't know when Yan Qi started to become strange and unpredictable. Slowly, she seemed to be in another world and didn't want to wake up. In this world, she travels and makes friends. The world around him seemed like a dream. Her world is real. It's her, but not like her, real, yet illusory.