The oil painting highlighted Bei Xiaonian's features. In it, she was smiling, pretty as a flower, pure and beautiful.
Pinned against the wall now, her hair was flying in the wind as she smiled radiantly.
It was alluring.
Li Beinian couldn't help staring at it.
Noticing Li Beinian's gaze, Nico's expression softened as he said, "She's my first love."
First love…
Those words seemed to cause Li Beinian an inexplicable pain in her heart.
These words that carried a romantic connotation…
But Li Beinian knew, she was long gone.
"First love…"
Li Beinian turned around and saw the tenderness in Nico's eyes.
"Yes." Nico pushed his wheelchair slowly towards her. "It's a little coincidental. Her surname is Bei and there's a Bei in your name. Hmm, look at her portrait. Does she look a little like you?"
As he spoke, he came up beside Li Beinian.
