Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

Have you ever seen Incheon at 4 a.m.?

Almost all young people in Incheon, especially those who like to party and drink, have seen him.

Wu Haiyuan had never met him.

During my trainee days, when I traveled between Incheon and Seoul, I would arrive home around 1 a.m. to wash up and go to sleep.

Wu Haiyuan saw it the night the video call with Han Xijun ended.

At first, I would close my eyes and recall the scenes from the video.

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Wu Haiyuan was certain, absolutely certain, that Han Xijun was deliberately messing with him.

However, knowing this is useless.

I opened the music player on my phone, trying to fall asleep slowly while listening to music.

effective.

If closing your eyes and relaxing your whole body doesn't work, then turn to your side, curl your legs up, prop your cheeks up with your hands, and listen to music. You'll fall asleep.

But I was dreaming.

They say dreams are the opposite of reality.

Wu Haiyuan suddenly woke up from his dream and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth.

saliva.

The person regained consciousness almost within seconds.

A faint light shone through the gap in the curtains; it was still dark.

Staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.

I just dreamt of kissing Han Xijun. It was in a very spacious room. We hugged each other and slowly fell down. That's where we broke apart, and then I woke up.

A sweet dream?

Wu Haiyuan didn't know how to make a judgment.

She hesitated, wondering if she should try to fall asleep again to see if she could continue the dream she had just experienced. Well, it wasn't really a hesitation; Wu Haiyuan had tried, and two minutes later she opened her eyes again—she really couldn't fall back asleep.

The phone screen automatically adjusted to the ambient light, but it was still glaring. Wu Haiyuan sneezed twice before he gradually got used to it.

The time displayed on the screen was 4:11 a.m.

He sat up halfway.

"Haa~"

He braced his hands on the sheets and let out a long breath.

I turned my head to look out the window.

Wu Haiyuan muttered, "He must be sleeping soundly."

Wu Haiyuan didn't know if it was because yesterday's training intensity wasn't enough, but she really felt like she was awake. Usually, when the alarm clock rang in the dormitory in the morning, she wasn't as awake as she was now. Even when she got up, she would sit on the bed with her head drooping and yawn continuously, the kind of yawning with tears streaming down her face.

Splash!

Pull back the curtains.

The streets of Incheon at around 4 a.m. Hmm.

The streets in the residential area were quiet.

However, it can be seen that the city sanitation workers have already started working.

So when I went out in the morning, the streets were very clean and tidy.

It's not that young people today are particularly well-mannered, nor is it that Incheon's urban infrastructure is particularly well-developed. Like Seoul, there are very few trash cans on the streets, and not even public restrooms.

If you've been shopping and drunk a lot of coffee and suddenly need to use the restroom, the quickest and most direct way is to just find any coffee shop, buy another cup of coffee, and then use the restroom door code to solve the problem.

That's right, that's how it cycles.

What shocks many foreign tourists is that the restrooms in commercial buildings require a correct password to open and use.

I rubbed my eyes.

Now that he was awake, Wu Haiyuan wondered whether he should prepare breakfast for his parents.

After preparing breakfast, I went to wash up, including my hair, then dried it, did my skincare, put on makeup, changed my clothes, and waited for Han Xijun to come pick me up.

There were still more than five hours until the agreed time, plenty of time. That was the plan, and that's what Wu Haiyuan did as well.

Stepping out of the room, it was pitch black inside.

She tiptoed into the kitchen.

After opening the refrigerator and looking around, Wu Haiyuan felt that there wasn't much he could do.

Yesterday, we prepared a lot of dishes to entertain Han Xijun. We ate from noon to afternoon and there was still a lot left. There was soup, side dishes, and even unused ingredients and beef bone soup that had been separately packaged and stored before in the refrigerator.

It seems all you need to do is cook rice.

Move to the living room.

Sitting on the sofa.

I bumped into the remote control.

Why don't we just watch TV?

I was also afraid of waking up my sleeping parents.

In a daze, Wu Haiyuan snapped back to reality and gently tapped his forehead. How could he have forgotten?

I'm a 5G surfing girl.

Strange Han Xijun.

In the past, when I was alone, I would always spend my free time on my phone scrolling through YouTube or other trending topics and videos.

I don't know when it started, but now when I hold my phone, all I think about is contacting Han Xijun.

It seems like the only functions of a mobile phone are making calls, sending messages, and sending Kakao (a Chinese instant messaging platform).

I'm still using the latest iPhone that my sister gave me, and I haven't had a chance to properly experience its features yet.

Explore the surrounding area.

My phone was left in the room and I didn't take it out.

Getting up, Wu Haiyuan muttered "I've fallen" as he walked towards his room.

He did not leave the room again.

Around 8 a.m., his mother knocked on the door three times and opened Wu Haiyuan's room, calling out, "Haiyuan, get up, it's 8 a.m.!" This was followed by bursts of laughter.

But it wasn't Wu Haiyuan's.

The mother walked into the room, stood by the window, and looked at Wu Haiyuan, who was still asleep with his phone in his hand, muttering, "This child, all he does is play on his phone."

The phone is playing a video.

The mother took the phone away and gently shook it a few times at Wu Haiyuan.

A sudden inspiration struck.

If we were to say who Wu Haiyuan inherited his sense of entertainment from, it certainly wouldn't be his father, who is always righteous and upright.

On the contrary, it was her mother, who had been a female diver (Ama) before, who always had an interesting soul inside her.

It's not that they can't be woken up, it's that the methods used are wrong.

Wu Haiyuan's mother bent down and whispered in his ear, "Haiyuan, it's 8 o'clock. If you don't get up soon, Xijun will be coming over. Do you want Xijun to see you lying in bed all messy?"

The effect was remarkable.

Wu Haiyan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes. She was startled because they were so close.

He shifted his body sideways a few times with force, muttering, "Han Xijun is here?"

Mom straightened up and said with a smile, "I think I've figured out a new way to wake you up."

"Mother"

"Um?"

"Han Hee-joon is here?"

"No, but if you keep staying in bed, the next time it might be Hee-joon who comes in to wake you up."

"What time is it?"

"It's just past 8 o'clock. You still have time to get up now. Have breakfast first, then wash up, put on makeup, and change your clothes."

Before his mother could finish speaking, Wu Haiyuan had already gotten up.

Ignoring her phone, she rushed out of the room in her slippers.

The mother stood by the bed, looking at the phone that had been thrown away, and said in a puzzled tone, "This child didn't even care about his phone? Wow, that's amazing." Then she left the room.

dining room.

Wu Haiyuan's father also got up.

Today is Sunday, a day off, but Wu Haiyuan's father is used to the early morning.

The dining table.

Dad insisted on looking through the paper newspaper.

Wu Haiyuan, on the other hand, wolfed down his breakfast.

"Eat slowly, there's still time."

"Mom eats breakfast too."

Wu Haiyuan's mother pulled out a chair and sat down.

Wu Haiyuan's father had just put down his newspaper.

The couple looked at each other. Almost simultaneously, Wu Haiyuan, who was eating, said, "Looking at it this way, we should thank Xijun."