"Yang Hui, your water!" A girl ran over and handed a cup of water to the boy who had been speaking and then looked at him with admiring eyes.
"Thanks, Beauty Liu!" Yang Hui managed a weak smile on his face as he took the cup and sipped the water. "Is it saline or sugar water?"
The girl's face was momentarily perplexed: "Saline water!"
"Oh!" Yang Hui gasped for breath and chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I can't taste anything in my mouth; I couldn't tell the difference!"
While speaking, he turned to look at Yan Fei again, who was busy taking care of Xu Xiaoyan: "First place? Huh!"
"What are you saying?" The girl who had just handed him the water couldn't help but ask.
Not only was the girl puzzled, but several other boys were also rather curious. They did not understand why Yang Hui, who had just finished first in the boys' race, showed no joy from his victory; instead, he appeared quite odd.
