The man turned, and his face became even clearer. This profile was striking, with sharp angles that made him handsome. Even after three years of seeing him day in and day out, it still took my breath away.,Nan Song stood at the top of the stairs, Zhuo Xuan lay in Yu Jin Wen Hui's arms, looking up at Nan Song with triumphant gleam in her eyes.,From the moment he was pulled out of hell, to now, I have silently watched over him for ten years, devoted myself to him for ten years. How many decades are there in a person's life。