A crack appeared on the man's composed face, he walked past Nan Song towards the guest room, his voice low and heavy: "Prepare the car, we're going to the hospital.",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.”,Actually, over the past three years, I've given him many gifts, each carefully chosen. Yet, in the end, they all ended up idle in the closet or directly in the trash can, just like my true feelings for him.。