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.,Until their shadow completely disappeared, Nan Song slumped down as if all his strength had left him. Tears silently flowed from his eyelids, hugging himself tightly, he felt a deep chill.,He handed the laptop to Nansong, “It's time to be yourself again. We've all been waiting for your return.”。