Romney Queens was sitting in the car, winding down the window, smoking a cigarette, staring at the wedding dress in the display window, yet his mind involuntarily drifted back to times gone by.
Five years ago, he and Gale Summer had just returned from the United States, and once while driving past this place, the staff of Paris Spring were fitting a wedding dress on a model, and it was this very dress.
Back then, Gale Summer couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing this wedding dress, "Wow, this wedding dress is so beautiful, I must wear it when I get married in the future!"
He had laughed and whispered in her ear, "Alright, this wedding dress it is. I will make sure you wear it, you'll be the most beautiful bride! All the women in Bay City will be envious and jealous of you."
She laughed and jokingly asked, "So you mean, you have a way to keep the boss of Paris Spring from selling this dress?"
