C1258 Wind bell

He rushed back to where Allen was. His pale face was drained of blood. Sweat was rolling down his forehead. Angel felt even more guilty.

If she didn't want to play around and had just bought some water, Allen wouldn't have been like this and wouldn't have foolishly waited for him to come back.

"Sorry, I was too busy just now. You must be thirsty. Here, it's so hot here