Without seeing any light, unaware of the time, their only cue to judge whether they were nearing their destination was the ever-increasing sound of artillery fire.
Shen Nie and Ming Mei were separated by a mere few dozen centimeters, he could clearly hear her breathing and scent her fragrance.
In such a cramped, humid, and dark space, oxygen was much scarcer than outside.
Over time, there would be a sensation of difficulty breathing, a feeling of oxygen deprivation.
Shen Nie asked Ming Mei: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Ming Mei replied: "It's bearable."
Suddenly, her hand was grasped—cool to the touch. Ming Mei subconsciously wanted to pull away, but just as she was about to move, she heard Shen Nie say, "Don't be afraid, slow down your breathing, don't panic... Think about something happy. Two hours will pass quickly; just think... you'll be able to see him very soon."
