African refugees

  The surroundings are lush with trees, and all kinds of flowers are in full bloom. I sit on the ground paved with pebbles, leaning against a tree behind me, closing my eyes, greedily breathing in the breath of nature. If I could sleep here for a while, it would definitely feel amazing!

  "Fire... Fire Scholar."

  I furrowed my brow, how could I hear a human voice in such a quiet place?

  And it's still a soft and gentle voice of a girl that can melt your bones.

  "Anything wrong?"

  Is this sound Feng Xiyan?!

  What a coincidence!

  "That... that... do you really... really like that African refugee? You even kissed her." The girl seemed to be intimidated by Feng Xi's cold tone, and she could hardly speak clearly.

  The sound of shoes rubbing against the ground came from beside her ear.

  "Who I like has nothing to do with you?" Feng Xiyan's tone was laced with a hint of mockery.

  I sat still, not daring to move.

  Afraid of being discovered at every move.

  But why am I afraid of being discovered by Feng Xiyan when I don't know anything myself?

  "But... but I really like Senpai." The girl said hastily, "For Senpai, I'm willing to do anything. What's so good about that girl? Her skin is even darker than an African's, her hair is so long it's like Sadako's, and she has those tacky black-framed glasses. Apart from her figure being somewhat decent, there's nothing else to her. How could Senpai possibly like a girl like that?! It must be that cheap woman seducing Senpai, right?!"

  I was stunned on the spot after hearing this.