Red embroidered shoes can be seen faintly under the skirt. Yes, the long-haired woman in black sat quietly on the top of the mountain, as if looking at him again. This mysterious black. She stood up gently, and her black skirt flew in the gusts of mountain wind. Do you see the black mist with your eyes? It was painful to see that her face was bloodless. Even the night outside the window is black. He stared openly at her black figure rapidly shrinking, shrinking… like a black mist, disappearing into the air. "My love, can't you feel how cold my face is? The night is my wedding dress, and the mountain is our witness. Where is his black bride? … Continue readingBlack Mystery Read Online