"My, I wonder what young man spent such a fortune to win over his sweetheart. What a prodigal." A man wearing slightly washed-out clothes muttered with bitter envy.
A girl with a starry-eyed expression said to her friend beside her, "If any young gentleman were willing to do this for me, I'd die happy this very instant."
"Wow, Mommy, look! How pretty!" A boy of five or six clapped his hands and urged his mother to look.
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