"Xiaoyun..."
Shitou heard the sound and came to see Lu Yun's face pallid, bent over the washbasin retching endlessly, but despite her efforts, nothing came out except for stomach acid. Her entire body was so weak she was nearly fainting, and this sight caused his mind to go blank as he instinctively rushed over to hold her.
Extreme fear clutched his heart in a viselike grip, giving him the terrifying sensation of being unable to breathe for the first time in his life.
"I must have a stomach problem."
Once she stopped retching and feeling the sour taste in her mouth, Lu Yun suddenly felt Shitou trembling as he held her body. She turned to see a panic on Shitou's face she had never seen before, looking utterly pale. Her tears nearly fell in that instant, and she forgot her own discomfort to comfort him instead.
"You've never had any stomach problems before." Shitou knew Lu Yun's health even better than she did herself and immediately contested her claim.
