41 A Kitten

Thunder cracked outside suddenly. After a while, it was obvious the bad weather had turned into a thunderstorm.

Yan Huan put down her chopsticks, distracted by her thoughts. Of course she couldn't focus on eating her meal.

"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?" Yi Ling also put down her chopsticks. She took Yan Huan's face in her hands, "Why you are so uneasy?"

"Emm..." She bit her fingernails, "Is your stomach upset?"

"No." Yan Huan gazed at Yi Ling, whose mind was wandering, "Don't worry, I'm pretty healthy, it's okay." Yan Huan pushed Yi Ling's fingers away. The wind outside was getting stronger but she stood up, opened the door, and ran out.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan, where are you going?"

Yi Ling followed her until the doorway, but Yan Huan was already out of sight.