"Of course not." Vivian looked at him with some amusement and said, "He's just the neighbor's older brother. I've been calling him 'brother' since I was little, so he feels almost like my real brother."
Ethan: "..."
If he's not a real brother but grew up together, then they must be childhood friends??
And he's a top student at Westmont University, about three or four years older than her, excelling in every aspect...
Could he be the ideal boyfriend that Mr. and Mrs. York always mentioned??
"What about him..." Ethan suddenly felt a surge of discomfort in his heart, lightly coughing twice as he casually asked Vivian, "Is he handsome?!"
"Hmm??" Vivian paused for a moment, casually tucked her phone back into her pocket, thought for a moment, and answered seriously:
"Well, I think he's just okay, but my former classmates and friends all think he's really handsome. But we grew up together, and I've seen him in split pants, with a runny nose, so maybe... um... you know..."
"Oh."
