Shocking Feeling in the Middle of the Night: the Enchanting Husband Is Not a Human Being

(Completed) It was a dream that kept repeating. She dreamed that she woke up from an ancient room, and the maids put on her wedding clothes. She walked down the street with the huge procession of sending off the bride, and the procession of welcoming the bride at the intersection was waiting there. The groom's hands were very white and cold, and he pulled her step by step towards the big house at the end of the street. That day, the night was very dark, the moonlight was very cold, and the only thing quiet on the cross streets was the whistling of the wind, and the paper money with red happy words on it that was blown up all over the street... She never imagined that the scene in her dream would come true one day, and that her identity would be like this.