The night grew deeper.

Ye Qian and I didn't feel sleepy.

"What do you say, what is the prototype of a wedding dress?" I asked Ye Qian.

"The prototype of the wedding dress," Ye Qian pondered, "should be traced back to the ancient Greek Minoan three generations of aristocratic women wore a front chest exposed, sleeves to the elbows, chest and waist tied by cords below the breasts, and bell-shaped dresses underneath, the overall tight-fitting clothing." ”

"Are white wedding dresses related to Catholics?" I then asked Ye Qian.

"Yes," Ye Qian said seriously, "the white gauze dress that the bride wears now with a mopping hem was originally a Catholic ceremonial dress. Since some countries in ancient Europe were theocratic, people had to go to the church to receive a priest or priest when they got married

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