On the day of my death, my sister's wedding went ahead as scheduled. She wore the wedding dress that I stitched stitch by stitch, and married the prince who was destined to be with me forever. Grandma sent several groups of people but could not find any trace of me, and her expression was extremely ugly. The reason why all of them wanted me to appear was not because they cared about me too much, they just wanted my sister to have a successful wedding banquet and get everyone's blessings, that's all. If I die, no one will be sad.
