"What's wrong with you?" the driver asked me.

His voice was hoarse. It was the voice that had been eroded by cigarettes and alcohol for years.

My classmates were also calling my name non-stop on the phone.

I snapped back to reality and forced myself to stay calm, saying, "It's nothing, just a bit dizzy. Probably low blood sugar."

The driver didn't say anything else; his hand was fumbling beside the seat.

After a moment, he took out a box of strange candies.

"Please have a candy," he said.

It was a box of white candies with English packaging, resembling pills.

I didn't dare to eat them, but I also didn't dare not to.

I opened the packaging, and a piece of paper fell out.

【Look at your feet!!!】