I heard from a friend that:
She is getting married. I drove 600 kilometers overnight,
Arrive at her downstairs and see the letter "Xi" on her door and window. The room light is still on. I dare not disturb her;
After smoking a pack of cigarettes, it was dawn, and the whistle came from far away. I knew that the car was coming to pick her up, and today she would become someone else's bride... Unfortunately, the groom was not me;
When the motorcade left, I followed all the time. Suddenly, a message came from her. She said, "Don't send it away. I will marry you in the next life. Forget me."
I cried that day. I was very sad,,,
Later, I learned from a friend that she had been watching me smoke behind the curtains that night and cried all night.
You must be happy or I will not bother you.
If there is a next life, I hope I can put on a wedding dress for you~~~