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Zhang Fengyi watched Xia Yihan leave before turning his gaze to the tall building. There seemed to be a shadow of a person standing on top of the building, disappearing with Xia Yihan's departure.

When they got home, Xia Yihan let out a long sigh, put away Nianmo's toy, picked up the drawing board and started to scribble. Time passed bit by bit