Tu Hengsha also felt a bit restless. Beneath the coat, the skin her fingertips brushed against seemed to burn. The faint sound of an opera performance drifted from the town, the singing of the opera role tangling with the wind, adding a hint of lingering sorrow. She inhaled the scent of his clothes, looked up into the reflected light in his eyes, and felt dizzy from its brightness.
She softly murmured an "Mm," agreeing.
So eager, even in the cable car, he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her deeply.
The cable car traversed the world, surrounded by a dazzling array of lights. She was lost and dizzy in his warmth, as if riding the wind, across the wide expanse of the Milky Way, unaware of what day it was.
Once off the cable car, the sound of opera grew clearer, now transformed into a martial opera with a rapid drumbeat. Holding her hand, seemingly stepping to the drum's rhythm, he swiftly guided her through a sea of lights and back to the hotel.
