Just an hour ago, the sick person smiled and said to me, “I’ve been parading around like I own the place, just give him back to me.”,Wiping her nose, she swallowed the tears welling up inside, refusing to let them fall. Picking up a pen, she signed her name on the side—Lunan Song.,Nan Song placed a seal on the bedside table. From selecting the material to buying the jade and finally carving it, it took almost a year. This was a three-year anniversary gift made with heart for him.。