She stared at him with a pair of clear yet panicked eyes, her gaze filled with longing. A tear mole sat beneath the corner of her right eye. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down to her ears, falling softly without a hint of aggression.,In a man's eyes, he is a simple and taciturn person.,Nansong interrupted him for the first time, her eyes bloodshot with persistence, and... unwillingness. "Why does it have to be now that you bring up divorce"。