The color drained from Qiao Yaruan's face and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
Shui Anluo felt nervous. She held her friend's arm with one hand and could feel the nervousness radiating from Qiao Yaruan. "Yaruan, what's the matter with you?" Shui Anluo asked. The bus had reached a bus stand but it was not Shui Anluo's stop yet.
Despite that, Shui Anluo swiped her card and opened her umbrella as she helped Qiao Yaruan off the bus. There was a KFC near the bus stand. Shui Anluo quickly helped Qiao Yaruan in and bought two cups of hot milk tea for them.
Shui Anluo sat opposite Qiao Yaruan and reached out to hold her icy hands.
"Yaruan, what's going on with you?" Shui Anluo asked for the third time.
Qiao Yaruan's condition has nearly frightened her to tears because she has never seen her friend being so affected before.
