Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

Han Xijun cautiously asked Wu Haiyuan's father if they should cancel the bet on the fishing competition.

People are absolutely overconfident when they have had successful experiences. At this time, Wu Haiyuan's father firmly believed that he could beat Han Xijun, and Han Xijun said that he canceled the bet because he was afraid of losing.

So he told Han Xijun with great certainty that a man should keep his word.

Han Xijun is, of course, a man of his word; he was taking care of his future father-in-law.

Judging from appearances alone, Wu Haiyuan's father was still quite drunk when he arrived at the sea fishing area, so it was already a miracle that he managed to catch any fish.

Fishing officially begins.

The other fishermen nearby didn't initially pay attention to Han Xijun and Wu Haiyuan's father.

Today is a bit strange; nine out of ten people are air force pilots.

It feels like there's a fish in the mouth, but it just won't bite.

Even more bizarrely, Han Xijun caught a fish twenty minutes after he started fishing.

One fish is one thing, but three fish were caught in ten minutes.

Wu Haiyuan's father kept nagging. He went from saying that Han Xijun was lucky to saying that he didn't choose the right fishing spot and that there was a problem with the baiting.

Gradually, the pressure began.

Regret is inevitable, but words spoken are like water spilled; one cannot back down when it's highly likely they'll lose.

Wu Haiyuan's father, who has been a judge for so long, has always been someone who doesn't take pressure at work. But today, things are different.

Han Xijun ignored Wu Haiyuan's father and focused on fishing.

He believed that Wu Haiyuan's father was an experienced fisherman.

Even a seasoned pro can be a novice at times.

From the moment Wu Haiyuan's father became blindly confident in his own abilities, he was an amateur.

To put it simply, it's like a football match. Wu Haiyuan's father is the coach of the national football team. His team is full of talented players and their strength is comparable to their opponents on the field. He also has his own set of methods.

At first, it was a back-and-forth affair.

After taking a 1-0 lead, they immediately opted for a conservative defensive strategy in an attempt to hold onto the victory.

But the opponent won't give up so easily; they'll definitely use the remaining time to launch their fiercest attack. Clearly, after assessing the situation, there were opportunities to adjust, and others had previously used this tactic of applying high pressure and attacking to solidify and extend their lead, ultimately securing victory.

Wu Haiyuan's father didn't learn from any of these experiences, stubbornly and inexplicably confident in his own methods, which ultimately led to him ruining a promising situation. (The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Sorry, everyone, I'm a Rossoneri club player, and I've been a fan of the England national team since 98.)

sunset.

The fishermen at the beach started packing up and leaving.

Han Xijun was no longer as focused on fishing as before, and was more concerned about Wu Haiyuan's father.

Having already changed locations many times, Wu Haiyuan's father, who is now standing on the rocks trying to fish in the gap between two rocks, is taking a risk.

We absolutely cannot allow anything to go wrong.

Han Xijun could only follow Wu Haiyuan's father as he moved fishing.

I don't know.

Actually, this was a tactic employed by Wu Haiyuan's father.

The intention was not to use this method to make Han Xijun give up fishing.

Instead, she wanted to show that she hadn't given up and was determined to keep fishing. Her real purpose was to wait for the other fishermen to leave. Even if they didn't all leave, the more people left, the better. That way, when she admitted on the beach that she wasn't as good at fishing as Han Xijun, not many people would know, and the news definitely wouldn't spread.

At the same time.

An orange taxi stopped near the dock.

After taking leave from the company, Wu Haiyuan took the subway straight home.

After exiting the subway station, Wu Haiyuan called his mother.

It was fortunate that I made this phone call and found out that my father and Han Xijun had gone fishing; otherwise, taking a taxi home would have been like going to the wrong place.

Wu Haiyuan knew where his father was fishing.

When I was a child, my dad would occasionally take the family fishing on weekends, and the fish we caught would be cooked at a nearby seafood restaurant.

I took a taxi to the pier and paid the fare.

After getting off the bus, Wu Haiyuan put his right hand on his forehead to shield his eyes from the light and looked around.

There were several figures over in the rocky area.

The distance was so great that you could only see silhouettes. Under these circumstances, Wu Haiyuan looked around and accurately locked onto one of the figures.

With firm steps.

Wu Haiyuan was absolutely certain that the figure was Han Xijun.

As for where his father is, Wu Haiyuan really hasn't found him.

Wu Haiyuan didn't think much about it. Logically, he should find his father first, since his father was the man he was most familiar with growing up, not Han Xijun, whom he had only known for a few months.

The pace kept quickening.

The figure gradually became clearer.

You can see a figure wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up from behind.

That's right.

A few days ago, when Han Xijun came to the barbecue restaurant from the party venue to find her and her sister, he was wearing a formal suit with a white shirt underneath.

There's a very high chance that Han Hee-joon will be wearing a formal suit with a white shirt underneath when he comes to my house today.

Seeing the suit jacket on the small stool, Wu Haiyuan was absolutely certain. He called out, "Han Xijun-xi."

Holding a fishing rod, Han Xijun vaguely sensed someone calling him.

The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks was so loud that Han Xijun subconsciously thought he was hallucinating. Although he was from Incheon, very few people knew him.

"Han Xijun xi"

I heard it again.

Han Xijun looked around.

I didn't see anyone looking for me.

"genius"

This time, Han Xijun was certain that someone was really calling him.

The sound came from behind.

Moreover, the person who called him was Wu Haiyuan.

About ten meters away, Wu Haiyuan stood with one hand on his hip, looking speechless.

She felt that Han Xijun was doing it on purpose, that he wanted her to call him by his "pet name". How could he not hear her calling him from a distance of ten meters or so?

As Han Xijun slowly turned around, Wu Haiyuan stood still, staring at him.

Han Xijun had just turned around when he saw Wu Haiyuan.

The golden afterglow of the setting sun shone on Wu Haiyuan, just like the spotlight on a stage.

Her hair swayed in the sea breeze.

Wu Haiyuan didn't bother to tidy his long, messy hair. He stood there motionless, and in a daze, Han Xijun seemed to see the eyes hidden beneath his hair.

If you change the environment slightly, this would definitely be a scene from a horror movie.

Han Xijun was startled.

Wu Haiyuan has come to settle accounts with me.

It's a mistake to visit her parents' home without communicating with her beforehand.

That look in his eyes, upon closer inspection, was one of sorrow and resentment. Oh no, it seems I'm in trouble.

I glanced at Wu Haiyuan's father, who was still focused on fishing.

Relying on your future father-in-law?

Forget it, my future father-in-law definitely won't help me.

First, ease the tension.

Han Xijun raised his hand, waved, and grinned, calling out, "Five hundred yuan, you're here! I knew you'd come. We'll find a seafood restaurant nearby to cook it for you, and we'll have seafood for dinner tonight."