Sitting on the rose window, Frederick Fu seemed to feel the fluctuations in Theodore Fu’s mood. He suddenly raised his head to look towards Theodore Fu, and then blinked narrowly at him. Before Theodore Fu could react, he moved from that tall man. The rose window jumped down.
Theodore Fu wanted to stand up and ran to catch him, but his body was imprisoned on the chair under him, his hands were nailed in place, and he couldn’t move at all.
He could only watch his brother fall in a pool of blood in the illusion, but soon the pool of blood disappeared in his eyes, Frederick Fu stood up again, the blood on his face was gone, and he walked briskly. Like an elf left this noisy hall and disappeared into the warm sunshine outside.
After a long period of time, Theodore Fu finally woke up, and cheerful music rang in his ears. Wendy Tang stood on the stage with her back to her bridesmaids and threw bouquets at them. The hall was instantly full of laughter and laughter. .
But happiness belongs to others and has nothing to do with them.
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