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Han Yan watched Dong Hai's small figure disappear beyond the gate.
A quiet sigh escaped his lips.
Lin Xin glanced at him, wondering what had suddenly brought about the change in his expression.
"What's wrong?"
Han Yan kept his gaze on the gate for another moment before turning back.
"It just feels as though he's already grown up."
He shook his head with a faint smile.
"Look at him. He's already making plans with Wei Fan and arranging to meet him without needing us to accompany him. Before I know it, he'll probably be old enough to leave home."
He paused, then chuckled.
"Is this how Wei Jun feels whenever he watches Fan'er?"
Lin Xin let out a soft laugh.
"You're thinking too far ahead. Dong Hai is still young. Besides, he's only going out to meet Wei Fan."
"I know."
Han Yan rubbed the back of his neck, looking slightly embarrassed by his own sentimentality.
"I suppose I'm just getting used to having him around."
Lin Xin's expression softened.
