The passers-by were unconcerned, still chatting enthusiastically.
"People often fall off cliffs in that place. It's very evil."
"There is no fence there. It's very dangerous. Last time I came here, my friend asked me to stand on the edge of the cliff to take photos, but I didn't dare to stand."
After regaining my senses, I rushed to the top of the mountain like crazy.
On the way, whenever I met someone coming down, I would ask them about it and I managed to glean what had happened from their words.
"The person who fell off the cliff was a woman in her thirties."
"Her husband came with her. It seems that she was taking photos at the edge of the cliff when she accidentally fell."
"That man is kneeling on the edge of the cliff and crying miserably."
"I heard that they have a child. If the mom is gone, the child will suffer a lot in the future."
When I was about to reach the top of the mountain, I felt as if my body was filled with lead, so heavy that it was difficult to lift my feet.
