C568 Do I Still Have a Choice?

Fu Chengdao stood still, watching her disappear into the distance. The autumn wind tugged at her bright red cloak, making it flare like a flame. He suddenly recalled years ago when she married into the Fu family, arriving by boat, dressed in red, and helped ashore. Black hair, rosy cheeks, youthful days. Now, everything has changed—truly a fleeting dream of life! Her dream has ended