Tomorrow is their third wedding anniversary. They have planned a lot, and they even thought about three years from now, and then another three years, twenty three-year periods, that's a lifetime.,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.,Wiping her nose, she swallowed the tears welling up inside, refusing to let them fall. Picking up a pen, she signed her name on the side—Lunan Song.。