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Because he is a shining teenager, when he plays football, he is always surrounded by screaming girls on the inner and outer floors.

She always struggled through the crowd, as if through layers of people, came to the front, just to engrave him in her mind. Mingming was close to Chi Chi, but she blushed and kept a distance from him.

About secret love, even though she had a good family background and the aura of a talented painter at that time, she would still feel inferior to him.

Until now, after so much experience, she still kept this palpitation to him, and she didn\'t know that inferiority complex was called love.

"Are you thinking of a man?" Ou Beichen frowned and held Xia Weichu\'s jaw with his big hand. His deep narrow eyes half narrowed and looked at the distance in Xia Weichu\'s beautiful eyes.

She seems to be looking at another man through him.

The taste of this double made him feel very uncomfortable!

Xia Weichu felt a slight pain in his jaw. He recovered and put away his admiration for ou Beichen between his eyebrows and eyes.

If ou Beichen knew that she had loved him all his youth, with his arrogant character, she should only ridicule and disdain her.

She took a step back from Ou Beichen and explained, "I just think of a boy. He also likes playing football."

Sure enough, I was thinking about men! Made him a double! damn!

Ou Beichen exuded a cold breath, "do you like him?"

"Well, I like it." Xia Wei looked at Ou Beichen Junyi\'s face at the beginning, as if he was making up a farewell that was many years late.

"The first time I saw him, I fell in love with him at first sight. He was a brilliant young man. He was very excellent and liked by many girls, so I only dared to look at him secretly."

"Oh, really?" Ou Beichen raised his eyebrows. "Do you think I have anything in common with him that can remind me of him when I see me?"

"A lot."

"There are so many!" oubeichen\'s lips were filled with a strange radian, and he was very unhappy. "Xia Weichu, are you insulting me?"

"Hmm?" Xia Wei was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"A woodlouse boy coming out of a village has a lot in common with me. Is it not a shame for me?"

"Woodlouse? Young man?" Xia mast first smiled and didn\'t expect Beichen to describe himself. "Are you sure?"

Europe Beichen gave Xia mast a first eye warning, "be sure! Don\'t compare me to that woodlouse boy! Dare to take me as his stand up, I\'ll feed you to the shark!"

"OK." Xia Weichu tried to hold back his smile. If one day, Beichen knows that the woodlouse boy is himself, and I don\'t know what he will react to.

"Well... What kind of girl was your first love?" she suddenly wondered, what kind of girl could get into the eyes of Ou Beichen.

"Is she?" in oubeichen\'s mind, a beautiful figure who loves to wear a white dress emerged. He said faintly, "she likes painting, so she always likes to carry a drawing board."

It is because of this that when he played football, he saw her petite figure at a glance among many people.

After many years, he had forgotten whether he remembered her because she appeared on the football field to watch him play, or because she always passed her when he was after school.

"Your first love is... Xia Qingxian." Xia Weichu\'s tone is sour and unwilling.

Xia Qianxian liked to imitate her at that time. Although she didn\'t draw very well, she always liked to walk around with a drawing board on her back.

It turned out that at that time, Ou Beichen and Xia Xianxian were in love. It seems that this is not only a story of talented women, but also a story of childhood sweethearts and happy feelings.

"No..." Ou Beichen wanted to say that it was not Xia Xianxian, but think about it carefully. For the first love girl with vague memory, he didn\'t even know her name, so he stopped explaining.

What\'s her name? What does it look like now?!

The bottom of Ou Beichen\'s heart gradually bred a trace of regret. Unexpectedly, there was an impulse to see the girl again.

But this impulse was soon forced by him. As an adult, the last thing you should have is impulse.

Ou Beichen Jiong looked at the little brother and sister who were playing happily. He changed the topic and said, "I thought you would put forward conditions."

"What?" Xia Weichu didn\'t understand what ou Beichen meant.