Nansong stood behind Yu Jinwen, staring at his tall and straight back like a pine tree. Looking at his cold and stern face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, she felt her heart sink to the bottom.,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.,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。