She dialed Cu Haoyan's phone number, and the phone buzzed—buzzed—it kept ringing without anyone picking up.
Jian Yufei's heart was racing with anxiety. What if no one answered the call?
Just when she thought she had waited for what seemed like a century, the call went through!
"Hello, who is this?" A man's deep voice came through from the other end.
Jian Yufei remembered that voice; although much time had passed, she still had a vague impression of it.
"Is this Mr. Cu Haoyan? I'm Jian Yufei..."
...
Those few short minutes felt like hours to Jian Yufei.
The Ferris wheel slowly stopped, and as she came out of the cabin, Xiao Lang approached with a smile, handing her a bottle of water: "Did you enjoy it?"
"It was okay." Having finally contacted Cu Haoyan, Jian Yufei felt much more relaxed.
"I'd like to go to the restroom," she said with a smile, tightening the bottle cap.
