Yu Xia was calm; She handed the remaining five dollars to Xie Qingci and Wei Yaoyao, her tone steady:
"Don't worry about me, buy yourselves some water. It's better for one person to die of thirst than for all three of us."
Wei Yaoyao hesitated to take the money, but after receiving it, she paid for two bottles of water and tried to take a third bottle, only to have her hand held back.
At that moment, Yu Xia, who had been calm, suddenly grabbed the bottle from Xie Qingci's hand and ran off.
The uncle and Wei Yaoyao were shocked; neither expected her to act like this. By the time they reacted, she had already run dozens of meters.
The uncle hurriedly chased after her, leaving the yoke behind.
Wei Yaoyao craned her neck to watch them, while Xie Qingci bent down and took another bottle from the yoke, twisting it open and gulping down two mouthfuls.
His jawline tightened, his Adam's apple quickly sliding, and after a few gulps, half the bottle was gone.
