Wedding

Over the years, Terence had dreamed about the woman for countless times. However, she always smiled, waved at him and left in the end. Last night was the first time he had hurt her.

He didn't know why he had the same dream all the time.

Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar ring. It pulled him back to reality. Terence looked in the direction of the ring and saw a phone flashing in the corner.

He got out of bed and walked over on his long legs. Then he bent down and picked the phone up.

It was a woman's phone. There was a picture of a young girl on the screen.

Terence was surprised. He took the phone and walked to a curtain on the wall. He slowly pulled it open. A portrait of a woman was unveiled behind it.

It was an old oil painting. The woman in the painting had exquisite features. Her skin was as white as snow. Her bright eyes glittered with a faint smile.

The girl on the screen looked very alike the woman.