栀子花季

The childhood friend who had grown up with me was being pinned against the wall by the new transfer art student.

She asked him what his relationship with me was.

Xu Xing Zhan replied coldly, “Just neighbors.”

The girl giggled and kissed him.

He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back intensely.

Later, a male friend was walking me home when we ran into Xu Xing Zhan, who questioned me.

My friend asked what my relationship with him was.

I replied, “Just neighbors.”