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"Oneself"?

Ophelia caught a key word in Ronan's words, raised her head sensitively and glanced at Ronan, and then subconsciously looked at Ollie again.

My fingertips couldn't help curling up slightly, calming down my anxiety secretly, and then telling myself: Don't think too much, don't think too much.

Ronan sensed the temperature of Ophelia's sight and took the initiative to welcome his gaze, showing a smile, "What's the matter?"

Ophelia was a little flustered, dodged her sight again, and subconsciously covered her face with her hair to prevent her expression from leaking clues, but she quickly found an excuse, "No, I just feel that you have changed a lot. It’s different from what it used to be in college."

"I should take it as a compliment, right?" Ronan said jokingly.

Ophelia tried to explain, but only when she raised her head, she could see Ronan's calm eyes, the words had reached the tip of her tongue but stopped again.

Ronan went on to say, "But we all know that many times, when we grow up and change, we can't go back. The bravery and enthusiasm of youth can no longer be found. Maybe, change is a good thing, maybe No."

"Many times, people always like to praise changes that keep pace with the times, but personally, I still prefer those people and things that will not change, as if people believe that love can last forever, even if it is a mirror With a good expectation." While speaking, Ronan looked into Ophelia's eyes, but the understatement seemed meaningful.

Ophelia's gaze dropped slightly, a little embarrassed, a soft corner deep in her heart was poked, but she was not sure if she had exposed her feet, so that Ronan meant something, or still said My own wild thoughts are making trouble.

When she waited for her gaze to lift up again, Ophelia could see Ronan's eyes still bright.

Then, the smile at the corner of Ronan's mouth rose slightly, and his gaze projected to the side.

Subconsciously, Ophelia looked at Ronan's line of sight, and at a glance she could see Ollie who was laughing freely.

The hearty and wanton laughter, like a broken gong, can be heard even from a hundred meters away. The shocking shock is shocking.

It used to be so, and it is still the same now.

Because Ollie smiled too brilliantly and exaggeratedly, attracting the attention of other people next to him, then some fans rushed over and shouted "I love you" to Ollie, and then he could see Ollie's stubborn and shy expression. The jerky face that changes in a second is like a mimosa, and it freezes in an instant.

So that the onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

This is the case with Ollie in college. When facing strangers, he always behaved like a lark. As long as he appeared in strangers, he would immediately become dumb; but he did not expect to board the Grammys and the Koche. Pull, Ollie is still the same as he was when he was young.

As if sensing the temperature of his eyes, Oli turned his head and looked over, and his eyes collided with Ophelia.

Ollie scratched his head jerkily, tried hard to straighten his chest, showed his courage and courage, and said "thank you" to the fans who approached, but the more this kind of action, the more interesting it seemed, as if The child just wore his father's suit, and no matter how pretentious he was, he still couldn't conceal the thin shoulders that were crushed by the shoulder pads.

A little funny, a little cute.

Involuntarily, Ophelia chuckled slightly, the bright smile made Oli more restrained, and then he laughed happily.

The light of the campfire reflected the cleanness of Ollie’s smile, but it stabbed Ophelia’s eyes slightly, which seemed to awaken her inner memory, and then deeply aware of her embarrassment, her eyes vibrated violently, revealing her inner thoughts. .

Ophelia hurriedly lowered her eyelids to conceal her embarrassment, but after all she couldn't control the surging in her chest, so she stood up.

Swipe.

In an instant, all eyes turned towards Ophelia, who suddenly broke the balance.

Ophelia immediately realized her impulsiveness and recklessness, and she became more and more annoyed deep in her heart. Then, the anxiety began to burn in her stomach, but at this time she had no time to regret, "I... uh... I Need to...breathe some fresh air, yes...fresh air. You...you continue..."

Trying her best, Ophelia squeezed out a smile and said a reason she didn't believe it. She didn't have time to look at everyone's reactions, and then turned around in a panic and left. Her back looked awkward and heavy. It seemed that he couldn't lift his footsteps, and he staggered and messed up the yellow sand on the ground, and the dust filled with flying dust could feel the chaos and confusion in his heart.

Everyone was stunned.

So suddenly?

Ollie was also surprised, and didn't understand what was going on: Why did he leave suddenly? What just happened? Did you do something wrong?

Ollie looked at Ronan helplessly, his eyes gleaming with trepidation, Ronan expressed comfort with his eyes and motioned Ollie to catch up quickly.

Ollie nodded indiscriminately, stood up immediately, and quickly chased him, his figure was swallowed in the surging crowd of the music festival in a blink of an eye.

Vaguely, you can still see Ophelia and Ollie walking fast one after another, and the magnificence of the vast sea of ​​people more and more brings out the fetters between them.

Maybe, this is fate, maybe not—maybe, fate made them meet again, but took the initiative to end in parting. Who can be sure what answer fate will give? So many foolish men and women are like this, immersed in emotions, looking for the answer, but can't find it.

Ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death.

"Ronan?"

Cliff called out in a low voice, frowning, looking at Ronan with worried eyes, as if he was asking: Did we do something wrong?

Because it happened so suddenly~lightnovelpub.net~ they didn't understand what was going on, so they could only ask Ronan who was sitting next to Ophelia.

Ronan shook his head slightly, smiled at Cliff, and said meaningfully, "How can it be possible to say clearly in a few words about emotional matters."

Cliff directly rolled his eyes.

Maxim complained, "With such old-fashioned words, people who don't know think you have experienced how much love."

Ronan was a little bit embarrassed-indeed, in matters of emotions, talking on paper is particularly powerful, but the actual combat experience is still too little, and Maxim is indeed qualified for this.

But the embarrassment was only temporary. Ronan immediately recovered and fought back, "No matter how many experiences there is, it will never be enough to be unique. I keep searching for it, but in the final analysis, I am looking for the last time in my life, not countless ones. The first time. So, it’s enough to find the only one."

It is precisely because of this that people often forget their first time, because the first love is so beautiful that people mistakenly think that it is the only one.