Nan Song choked out the words from deep within her throat, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of fear and hope.,In a short while, Yu Jinwen strode out of the guest room carrying someone horizontally. The person was thin and sickly, covered with a hand-embroidered quilt embroidered by Nan 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.。