While the six men were having a chat with Xi Yuan , the girl inside the cold hospital ward was going through a battle of her own. It was a dream. A memory. A terrifying one. The one where she was merely four years old. She was holding her twin sister's hand. Tightly. They were in an amusement park. Zhi Bo and Zhi Al had brought them there.
She remembered that there was an accident. They were in a cabin on a ferris wheel. Something had gone wrong with it. Something about the giant wheel's centre support. Only kids her age were there. A girl in the cabin beside that of hers and Rong Xiao's , was crying hysterically. The girl was scared. Every kid was. Rong Xinghe wasn't. She was vigilantly searching for her brothers through the crowd of people on the ground below them. She knew they would come and save her and Rong Xiao. They always did. Her six knights in shining armours.
