"Be careful." Li Yan grabbed her arm. This box-like cable car seat seemed safer than open ones, but it becomes dangerous when the door is opened.
"You call out! Your voice is definitely louder than mine, right?" Qiao Huanxuan sat back down, frustrated.
Li Yan cleared his throat, went to the door and opened it, sticking his head out, he shouted towards the mountain below with purpose: "The cable car has stopped! There are people up here!"
But soon, he quietly cursed. Opening the door and poking his head out, he found that by evening, the mountain wind was already strong, and with the snowstorm coming, all he could hear outside was the wind blowing. His words might be carried farther by the wind, but more likely they would be blocked, scattered, and drowned out by the howling!
He shouted twice more, then shrunk back in, closed the door, and comforted them: "Don't worry! Even if they didn't hear, if no one goes down, they will figure it out."
