The Stomachache

"You finally come out! Stop running!" Zariah continued to chase after him, regardless of the consequences. "Zariah!" Callan was dumbfounded. Why was she so much like Vannah even in terms of tenacity? When her wallet was stolen, she wasn't afraid and even chased after the thief. He couldn't leave her alone, so he could only run after her. He ran all the way to the end of the folk village. Looking ahead, he saw an open field. "Zariah, forget it. How much money do you have in your wallet?" Callan stretched out his hand to pull Zariah. It was just a wallet. The other party couldn't use her cards, and there was not much cash. It was not worth worrying about such a trifle. Zariah gasped and looked up at Callan. She also felt that she had made a fuss. She smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. I thought I could catch up with him. Actually, there's not much money in my wallet... Let's go then! The candied fruit is lost. Let's go back and buy some." Just as they were about to go back, a group of pe