Nansong was struck like lightning, his flimsy frame unable to bear the weight, shaking violently.,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.,In the driver's seat, a man with tea-colored sunglasses smirked, "Congratulations on your freedom."。