"It's hot, but my body doesn't allow me to drink anything cold."
Cheng Ling brought a cup of hot water to Jian Xi, "Sister, are you sick?"
"Yes." Jian Xi nodded gently, looking around the gallery she had started on her own.
She hadn't expected it to end so soon! She hasn't finished painting yet!
"Sister, what's wrong?" Cheng Ling asked with concern.
"There's a little problem with my body."
"Did you stop painting because of this?"
Jian Xi smiled wryly, "You could say that."
"Sister!"
Suddenly, Cheng Ling opened her arms and hugged Jian Xi.
The hug came so unexpectedly that Jian Xi's cup of water was knocked over, wetting both their clothes. Fortunately, it was only warm water and did not scald their skin.
"Cheng Ling..."
Jian Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I'm so sorry, I forgot you were holding a cup." Cheng Ling apologized, releasing Jian Xi and handing her some paper towels; they both used the towels to dab the water off their clothes.