The day before her wedding, she saw her fiancé and other women lingering to death in the wedding room she arranged by herself. What should she do? Cry, get angry, beat someone, or die? She did all of these, but What did you get in return? Even if you die, don't die in front of me. Faced with the ruthless roar of her fiancé, tears fell down her cheeks. She suppressed the tears that were about to surge, straightened her back, turned around without the slightest hesitation, and walked away.