"Stomachache??" Tang Yuran looked at him with some confusion as he held his chest, then pointed to the location of his heart and said, "Your stomach... is it growing here??"
Gu Yu inhaled deeply with a pale face, then moved the hand that was covering his chest downward and said in a low voice, "It's... this side that hurts..."
"Then, do you want to sit down and rest for a bit??" Tang Yuran, supporting Gu Yu's arm, looked around, then pointed to a chair not far away and said to him, "Does it hurt a lot? I'll help you over to sit down for a while..."
"No need..." Gu Yu, with his head lowered and teeth clenched, endured the pain and said to Tang Yuran, "You... could you help me to the other side of the road to buy a hot drink..."
"Okay." Tang Yuran quickly nodded and said to him, "I'll go get it for you now, is milk tea okay?"
"Hmm..." Gu Yu responded softly.
