She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest soon.
She had no idea how long the car had been going or how fast it was going. Through the window, she could only see that they were heading toward the countryside. Initially, she could see the occasional car or two on the road, but now there was nothing but trees and mountains.
The fog was heavy that day, she could barely see beyond fifty meters. The day had passed, and the road they were on had no streetlights. The headlights of the minivan were the only source of light for miles, and this didn't bode well for Song Qingchun.
Sometime later, even the road condition had gotten worse. The road started to shrink, and the tires kept bouncing over bumps and holes in the ground.
