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If you hate a man for a long time, why do you love him?
I can't help it! Unless, of course, you have fallen in love with that man. Whether you know it or not, you can't pretend not to love for a long time unless they never meet again.
Of course, if the story is to take shape, it is necessary to meet; To be satisfied, you have to have a strong pusher. Maybe they won't like this pusher, maybe they won't know that people are so involuntarily until they recall the past, so please cherish every encounter, because you never know where it will take you.
Thank you, the reader of this story. I'm glad to meet you here.
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She is married.
Like all brides, no, more admired than ordinary brides!
This is-purely because of the man she is going to marry.
Her eyes were fixed on her face in the mirror. She has never seen herself so beautiful. Frankly speaking, she had no idea that it was a woman named Li. It was just a masked woman shaped by a pair of skillful hands, who showed a wonderful makeup artist through her body.
She turned half a circle in front of the mirror, and the smooth satin dress beautified her thin figure. The special cut on her chest made her heart beat. She combed her hair behind her head and wrapped it with a little silver silk thread and pearls. Elegance and extravagance suddenly enveloped her.
Respectable makeup artist, respectable fashion designer, and-respectable yourself.
I didn't expect her to have such amazing endurance that she could stand two women making herself unrecognizable as her dead mother.
She tried to move her feet to make sure that she wouldn't make a fool of herself because of stumbling during the ceremony. Then she looked up, took a deep breath and asked her sisters around her, " ...
It should be the whole book.