"Yanyan, wear this red dress! It's grand and festive; I've dreamed my whole life of wearing a big red dress like this one." Xia Shandi held a red dress in her arms, treasuring it.
"Yanyan, I think you look prettier in this white wedding gown. Nowadays, everyone wears wedding gowns. You can wear the dress to toast during the reception!" Shen Xiaoman held a white wedding dress as she spoke. This mermaid-style gown had an exquisitely made strapless lace top and a fishtail cut at the bottom that extended into a long train, making it extraordinarily beautiful.
Warm sunlight bathed Xia Yanxin, comforting and lovely. All was quiet, and the scent of flowers wafted by on the breeze. Her mind felt empty, as if the scene before her was somewhat illusory. She was confused, feeling that something wasn't quite right!
"Xiaoman, why do I need to wear a wedding gown?"
"Silly girl, you're getting married. Today is your big day!" Shen Xiaoman beamed with joy.
