My corneas were dug out, and my fiancé, a police star, was getting married to his first love. When I called him in despair, I was met with a sneer from him, "Cheng Xue, didn't you ask for divorce? Do you want to come and beg me?" A busy tone sounded, and I was built into the wall of our wedding room piece by piece. Song Xin touched the eyes of her first love and admired them for being as bright as the stars. He didn't know that the corneas of his first love were dug out from my eyes. He once said that he liked my eyes the most.
