The evening sunset was as red as a girl who had one too many drinks, her face flushed with a rosy hue.
Sarah waited outside the classroom to return Ellie's coat.
One reason was to return Ellie's coat, and the other was to catch a few glimpses of William.
The young man, with his exceptional stature, stood out in a crowd even in his school uniform, his eyebrows and eyes extremely cold, exuding a sense of unapproachability.
Sarah watched William approach and called out to him: "William." Seeing William about to walk past her, she said, "Help me give this to Ellie."
William then glanced down at the item in her hand.
Sarah held out a bottle of drink and said, "This is for you."
William only took the coat from her hand and entered the classroom.
Sarah watched William's retreating figure, rubbed her face, and thought to herself, he's really handsome.
Ellie returned to find her coat on the desk.
William said, "Sarah said to return your coat."
"Thank you." Ellie smiled at him and stuffed the coat into her drawer.
After working on some problems for a while, Ellie shook her arms, which had become a bit sore.
Suddenly, her stomach cramped painfully. She stopped writing, quietly took out her coat, held it in her arms, and rubbed her stomach.
The pain pulsed through her senses.
It hurt so much that her mind felt dizzy.
William noticed her movements, paused his fingers on his phone, glanced at her, and noticed her face was alarmingly pale, her usually rosy lips unnaturally white. He turned off his phone and asked, "Are you not feeling well?"
Ellie bit her lower lip and said, "I'm fine."
The waves of pain in her stomach turned her face pale, and she almost bit through the flesh in her mouth. She thought her condition had been relatively good lately, but she didn't expect this episode to come so quickly.
Seeing Ellie clutching her clothes so tightly that the corners were wrinkled, still insisting she was fine, William stood up and walked to Miss Clark.
"What's up."
"Deskmate is not feeling well, I'm taking her to the infirmary."
Miss Clark glanced at Ellie in the back and said, "Go ahead."
Ellie kept her head down, her clothes were wrinkled from clutching, and then suddenly heard William say, "I'll take you to the infirmary."
Without waiting for her response, William helped her up and left through the back door.
Some people in the class noticed and glanced at the two.
Miss Clark said, "What are you looking at? Don't you have enough homework?"
Everyone in the class lowered their heads.
William almost half-supported and half-carried her, looking at her tightly pursed lips. It was clearly summer, but her arms were cold. She was extremely thin, her slender arms could be encircled with one hand.
Ellie took a few steps and stopped, about to speak when her body went limp and she collapsed.
William quickly caught her.
He reached under her knees, lifted her up, and she was so light that she felt almost weightless in his arms. Her deer-like clear eyes were now tightly closed, making her look as fragile as a withering flower.
It seemed that either William was much taller than her or something, Ellie looked tiny in his arms.
William rushed to the infirmary almost carrying her.
The school doctor, who often saw William, wanted to tease a few words, but suddenly saw the girl in his arms and asked, "What happened?"
William placed her on the bed in the infirmary and said, "I don't know. She didn't look well in class, and on the way to the infirmary, she suddenly fainted."
The school doctor was silent for a while and said, "Then I can't handle this. If she has asthma, heart disease, or any other illness, it's a matter that can't be delayed. Call 120."
A weak voice came from behind: "I'm fine."
Ellie was still covered with a blanket from the infirmary, and she repeated, "I'm fine, no need to call 120."
William squatted in front of her and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
Ellie was silent for a long time before saying, "Stomach and stomach."
William said, "Got it." Then he got a cup of water and a few pills from the school doctor and said, "Take them."
Ellie only took the water from his hand and said, "I've taken my medicine."
William stared at her for a while and then said, "Alright, then rest for a while."
He pulled the curtain and went out.
Ellie drank some water and lay down for a long time before the dull pain in her stomach subsided.
She looked at her pale fingertips when the curtain was suddenly pulled open.
William walked in with a pink cup in his hand, which was very uncharacteristic for him.
"Here."
"Ah?" Ellie looked at him in confusion.
William put the cup into her hand and sat down in front of her, saying, "You said you still have a stomachache?"
Ellie unscrewed the cup and stared at the water in the cup for a while before saying, "It's not that kind of stomachache."
William paused for a moment and said, "Just drink it anyway."
Ellie made a sound and obediently held the cup and drank. After a few sips, she put the cup back on the table next to her.
"Why do you insist on enduring it when you're not feeling well?"
Ellie looked at his fierce profile and suddenly felt she wasn't afraid of William anymore. She spoke softly