Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

Wu Haiyuan had already figured out how to "respond".

Han Xijun said something about asserting his sovereignty, saying that he himself said that he was her boyfriend.

This plot is exactly the same as the naive and domineering CEO character in TV dramas.

Wu Haiyuan's plan was to make Han Xijun less naive.

Little did they know that Han Xijun would completely deviate from the script. Instead of insisting on taking responsibility like in the drama, he said that he could read minds.

Unfortunately, I just made eye contact with Han Xijun.

Wu Haiyuan certainly remembered that Han Xijun said that as long as they made eye contact, they could trigger the superpower of mind reading.

I took it as a joke.

But at this moment, Wu Haiyuan felt that Han Xijun was not joking; she really felt that Han Xijun had seen through her thoughts.

Turn your head away to avoid eye contact.

He braced himself on the sofa cushions with both hands, preparing to get up and leave.

She was clearly awake. She clearly had the strength back.

But why can't I stand up?

When he started to doubt himself, Wu Haiyuan noticed that Han Xijun's large hand had somehow grasped his right hand.

The right hand was completely overlapped.

It's like it's been sealed away.

Wu Haiyuan looked at Han Xijun's slender fingers covering the back of his right hand, then turned to look at Han Xijun.

Han Xijun smiled slightly and asked, "How do you feel? Is your heart beating fast? Is your breathing a little rapid too?"

Wu Haiyuan held his breath.

What kind of tactic is this?

He seems really good at it.

Isn't he a lifelong single?

Or could mind-reading abilities even detect if someone's heart is racing and they're having trouble breathing? What a joke!

And he never looked at his own chest from beginning to end...

and many more.

He looked into my eyes first; he didn't wait until I actively looked away before looking at me...

Wu Haiyuan was amused by his own guess.

How could Han Xijun be a "pervert"?

Han Xijun's voice rang in her ears: "When did you start liking me? Was it on our last date in Japan, or after we came back...?"

Wu Haiyuan didn't know either.

Although it's a recorded program, a reality show that simulates real dating can be confusing.

It seems like it was on the first afternoon of their trip to the island that Han Hee-joon compromised and wore matching headbands with her at Disneyland, or maybe it was when Han Hee-joon won a gold badge for her, or perhaps it was during a hot spring bath in the evening, or maybe it was during a sweet date at places like Kasukabe and Tokyo Tower later on.

I completely forgot I was filming a show. The places we went and the delicious food we ate were like a carefree overseas trip. I was just enjoying the relaxation and happiness of being with Han Hee-joon.

No matter what happened, Wu Haiyuan was absolutely certain that Han Xijun could handle it. She just needed to follow Han Xijun; she didn't need to use her brain or worry about anything. The relaxed and happy feeling she had after returning to Seoul immediately vanished.

He has returned to his identity as Wu Haiyuan, the leader of the nmixx group, and he has returned to the fact that he has to use his brain and put in a lot of effort in everything he does. There is no one like Han Xijun who can make him feel completely at ease and not care about anything.

Perhaps it was at this moment, or perhaps it was because of Han Xijun's special treatment of her.

No one but himself could "motivate" Han Xijun's special qualities.

Han Xijun, who was squatting in front of Wu Haiyuan, knew that his judgment was correct when he saw Wu Haiyuan lost in thought.

At this moment, Wu Haiyuan must have been thinking about the questions he was asking.

She wondered when he had fallen in love with her.

The fact that he was thinking about it meant that Wu Haiyuan liked him.

The information shared online isn't entirely useless; it can guide you to find the answers.

Wu Haiyuan suddenly shook his head.

She's thought it through.

Looking at Han Xijun, who was still squatting in front of him, his face made it impossible to utter any harsh words. He swallowed hard.

Wu Haiyuan raised his gaze to the ceiling in the distance and said, "You're wrong, I don't like you."

Han Xijun didn't reply.

Wu Haiyuan repeated, "I really don't like you."

I still didn't hear Han Xijun speak.

Carefully withdrawing his gaze, Wu Haiyuan caught sight of Han Xijun's confident, smiling face and looked back at the ceiling in alarm, saying, "I don't like you."

I could clearly feel a shadow suddenly approaching me.

My lips felt squeezed again.

Wu Haiyuan simply couldn't bear to think about what was happening now.

The moment the pressure disappeared, Han Xijun's voice came through my ear: "You really don't like it?"

"dislike"

Here it comes again, the squeezing sensation on my lips. Repeated squeezing, then relaxation.

Like a step in a factory assembly line, every time the squeezing sensation subsides, you hear Han Xijun ask, "You really don't like it?"

Wu Haiyuan's mind went blank.

She answered "I really don't like it" five times in a row, but she doesn't remember anything after that.

nmixx dormitory.

I ordered grilled beef intestines for delivery while I was still in the company practice room. There's a food street in Xincun that specializes in grilled beef intestines, and the delivery ratings are all very high.

When I got back to the dorm, the takeout had already been delivered.

They gathered in the living room.

The members ate grilled beef intestines that had been heated and pan-fried, and chatted about Wu Haiyuan and Han Xijun.

Pei Zhenlu, holding disposable chopsticks, analyzed seriously: "If it's just eating, they've almost finished. Are they enjoying the night view, drinking red wine, and chatting?"

"night view?"

"Han Xijun's home must be a luxury apartment." There isn't much private information about Han Xijun online, so everything can only be guessed.

Xue Lun'e said, "You don't drink alcohol, do you?"

"That was before. Today is your coming-of-age ceremony, so you can drink alcohol, unnie."

"What should I do if my unnie gets drunk?"

Bae Jin-sol said, "That's the question. Will Unnie be going back to the dorm tonight?"

Lily asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Haiyuan isn't going to stay at Han Xijun's house tonight, is she?"

Everyone was looking at Pei Zhenshu.

Bae Jin-sol shrugged and said, "I don't know either. We can't call and ruin the atmosphere right now. What if Unnie really doesn't come back to the dorm tonight?"

"What should we do?"

"I'm afraid my manager might suddenly come to my dorm."

Xue Lun'e said with a smile, "Bae, are you imagining a TV drama? How could a manager suddenly come to the dormitory? He doesn't know that Hae-won unnie and Han Hee-joon went out."

Kim Ji-woo chimed in, "Exactly, only a few of us knew when Hae-won unnie went out." Jang Gyu-jin waved her hand and said, "No, only a few of us in the practice room knew. What if unnie ran into staff when she went out? Also, unnie was supposed to meet her sister for dinner tonight, did she tell her manager beforehand?"

Lily muttered, "You mean the manager will check if Haiyuan is in the dorm?"

Bae Jin-sol said, "They mean their manager will confirm Hae-won unnie's safety."

"What time is it now?"

"Eight o'clock"

"So early?"

"Don't worry, it's only a little before eight o'clock. I estimate that Unnie will definitely be back before ten o'clock."

In the blink of an eye.

10 PM.

Dormitory living room.

None of the NMIXX members went back to their rooms to rest. Even Seol Yeon-ah, who usually relaxes by playing games, sat on the floor with her head resting on Bae Jin-sol's shoulder and asked, "It's ten o'clock, and unnie still hasn't come back."

Kim Ji-woo said, "Is there really that much to talk about? It's been five hours since we met at five o'clock." Bae Jin-sol hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

She thought of a possibility, but this was something the maknae line couldn't hear, it was 19+.