He sized him up and laughed. "It's you, Little Xia. It's been a few years since we last met. Hahaha, you've changed so much that I almost couldn't recognize you."
"You haven't changed. You're still as elegant as before." Xia Jinyuan reached out his hand. They weren't wearing their military uniforms and were meeting in private. Hence, there was no need for a military salute. They could just shake hands.
The moment he stretched out his young and strong hand, there was a flash of gloominess in Staff Officer Du's eyes. He smiled and said, "Not at all. I'm old now. I'm five years older than your dad. I'm an old man in my 60s. I'll soon become a terribly old man."
Staff Officer Du was 64 this year. He got married early, and his eldest son, Du Kaiwei, was almost eight years older than Xia Jinyuan.
Commander Xia saw his son coming over and frowned. Didn't he ask him to accompany Little Ye to the hospital? Why did he come back?
