Red Rose, White Rose

There were two women in Zhenbao''s life: one he called his white rose, the other his red rose. One was a spotless wife, the other a passionate mistress. Isn''t that just how the average man describe a chaste widow''s devotion to her husband''s memory - as spotless, and passionate too? Maybe every man has had two such women - at least two. Marry a red rose and eventually she''ll be a mosquito-blood...