Her head suddenly ached, the fragments of memory violently hammered at her, flashing persistently in her mind, intermittent but becoming increasingly clear. The same misty hue before sunrise, the same mountain peaks and green trees, was there something else? What was hanging midair? A cable car? Yes, a cable car!
With a "clank," the cable car suddenly came to a forceful stop in midair.
"Ah—" Suxin screamed loudly, unable to keep her eyes open. Visions of the cable car plummeting rapidly downwards flashed through her mind, falling like lightning. Her heart pounded violently, sinking continuously, weightlessly, falling on and on.
"Susu!" Chen Ziqian shouted beside her, but Suxin didn't hear at all, he kept calling out.
"Susu, don't be afraid! Everything's fine! The cable car is alright! It just stopped for a moment!" Seeing Suxin like this, Chen Ziqian wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her head into his chest, his other hand patting her continuously.
