Stepping back on the dry sand, water began to drip wildly down the cuffs of his trousers. The cold wind invaded at the right time, and layer by layer of water droplets penetrated into the surface of the skin, and the action of shivering was already unstoppable.

It's not enough to sneeze yet, but it's probably not far away.

Kang Seok-jun, who maintained a full sense of balance, originally thought that he would be able to walk back to the camp safely with some effort, but he didn't expect to be stabbed by the tiger Soon-gyu who was killed halfway. After going ashore, he first snorted, and then shivered and kicked Lee Soon-gyu, who was still sitting on the beach and laughing.

With this kick, a large number of water droplets splashed, and the head fell on Lee Soon-gyu's body with full accuracy.

The laughter stopped abruptly, the guy who was happy didn't expect that she would be retaliated against so soon, and she straightened up in an instant, grabbed Jiang Xijun's hair with both hands and swayed from side to side.

The two living treasures on the other side were playing with Zhenghi, and I looked away from the two of them with tears and laughter, and looked down at my own condition.

The pants were completely soaked, and the hem of the clothes was only a little wet, and it didn't look like they needed to be changed. As for the left hand...... I was so excited just now that I forgot to take care of it when I fell into the water, so that the white gauze that bandaged the wound was completely soaked.

The laughter of the camp in the distance gradually dissolved into the campfire, replaced by the sound of footsteps that grew clearer. I looked up and saw that they were approaching.

Among them, Kim Taeyeon did not have a smile on his face. She stared at my left hand, and she didn't frown, just like that, expressionless, exactly like the most dreary in her memory.

Seeing this, my heart warmed a little, but I didn't feel anything. I'm just separating the two who are still fighting. put his arm on Jiang Xijun's shoulder: "Okay, hurry up and change your clothes." ”

On the face of it. The punishment that Jiang Xijun turned the wheel to turn made everyone's laughter easier. With our shoulders hooked, we walked at the forefront. Jang Bo Kyu-hyun, who had drilled into the grove, joined us halfway.

After returning to the camp like this, Pani Xu Xian, who was happy enough, began to cook ginger soup without saying a word. The atmosphere remained the same, and nothing seemed to have changed. Zhang Bo and Guixian opened another bottle of beer to suppress the shock, and Li Hui joined halfway.

Lee Soon-gyu moved the chair to the campfire with a glass of Belle liqueur, and her clothes were slightly stained with the water that Kang Seok-jun had just raised. Shuyan and Shujun always have a hot dog in their hands, and after muttering alien words on the side, the two brothers sneak up to Pani and take the bottle of Coke that still has a little bit left.

As for me and Kang Seok-joon......

As a miserable soup chicken. Of course we went straight to the motorhome.

Oh yes, there's another guy. Kim Tae-yeon, who had been following me closely from the beginning, tugged at my sleeve as we were about to get into the car.

I looked back and saw that she first glared at Kang Seok-jun fiercely, and then returned to her ethereal state and looked at me.

"Knock on the door after you change your clothes, and I'll change your gauze."

After dropping the sentence without a taste, she immediately turned around and went to Pani, who was slicing ginger.

I was about to say something like "I can change it myself". I was stunned for a second when I stepped on the pedals of the RV.

Jiang Xijun, who had already entered the RV, shouted at me when he saw that I hadn't gone in yet, this sound woke me up, and I didn't think much about it after scratching my head, and got into the car.

Kang Seok-jun, who was fully prepared, had already taken out clean clothes. Stimulated by the cold water, we quickly changed out of our heavy pants, and then there was the problem of shoes. I saw Jiang Xijun take out two pairs of cotton boots with strange colors from a drag box - a pair of purple and a pair of pink! And it's the kind with plush lace. This cliff is deliberate.

At that moment, I looked into Kang Seok-jun's gaze. Murderous.

As if sensing that I was about to go berserk, Jiang Xijun spread his hands with a broken jar expression: "Anyway, I'll just take a few pairs of them." It was meant to be worn by everyone at night before going to bed. There's also a leopard print one, a green one, which pair do you want to choose? ”

If nothing else, this should be another surprise that Jiang Xijun prepared today. I seem to be able to foresee the look of resistance on the faces of those guys when they come to pick shoes a little later. Jiang Xijun from the city is really good at playing, and even the cotton boots prepared before going to bed are so fashionable.

I can only sigh at this: "Forget it, I'll just wear those purple pairs." Also, you put on Pani's pink, aren't you afraid that she will soak you in the sea and sing a song to wash and scrub? ”

"Scrub scrub? What is that? ”

"Uh............ Never mind. ”

Some of the nerves were put aside for a while, and I sat down on the long couch in the living room of the RV and began to change my shoes. Jiang Xijun, who also sat down to change his shoes, glanced at my left hand casually: "It's no problem." ”

When I heard this, I rolled my eyes: "Don't you think it's a bit redundant to say this, you have already dragged me into the sea." ”

Jiang Xiju, who was smacked up, laughed hesitantly: "That's because after the old man pinched it, he felt that your wound should have scabbed, although he just pulled you into the sea." ”

"Then you're asking a fart!" Giving the second white eye to Jiang Xijun, I kicked my shoes at the same time, got up and took out the medicine box from the cabinet under the sofa, and began to change the gauze by myself.

The white, low-temperature gauze was removed, revealing the wound that had been sealed for a long time.

At the base of the little thumb, there was nothingness, only a smooth black blood scab.

The color of the blood crust is not too dark, and some are pink. After a moment of soaking in seawater, the scab had softened and faded in color. As for the skin near the blood scab, it is now rotting white. I don't know how long it takes for such a direct and crisp wound to heal completely.

The wound, which was white and light red, was not exposed to the air for long. I didn't disinfect it, but I just took out the water and quickly took out the gauze and wrapped it again.

Jiang Xijun, who had already changed his shoes, leaned against the cabinet on the side and quietly watched me finish changing the gauze, during which he yawned, and his expression was relaxed and indifferent from beginning to end.

This is the kind of reaction that makes me feel very unburdened, and as long as everything is as usual, I forget about it.

The bandaging of the wound was a bit messy and not perfect, but it was not a big deal. Jiang Xijun and I got up and got out of the car, and the two pairs of domineering cotton boots really shocked the audience.

Huang Pani, who had just tasted a little ginger soup, really squirted out all the black liquid in one gulp this time.

At the same time, the expected condemnation arrived.

"Ah Jiang Xijun, you are a pervert, you are not allowed to wear pink cotton boots of the same style as me!"

Huang Pani, who had finished spraying a mouthful of ginger soup, was decisively furious, and she took the soup spoon and launched a charge at Jiang Xijun. The momentum was a little ferocious, and in order to avoid being affected, I quickly withdrew from Jiang Xijun's side.

A few steps to the side, just as he was about to watch Jiang Xijun and Huang Pani fight with great interest, and when the pink cotton boots battled, a bowl of ginger soup suddenly appeared in sight.

Kim Tae-yeon, with her hands half-retracted into her sleeves, held the bottom of the bowl with her cuffs and several white fingers, and handed the ginger soup to me.

I glanced sideways at her, then reached out to take it.

When I took the bowl, she put down her hand still crumbling in her cuff and glanced down at the purple cotton boots. The corners of her lips raised a lovely curvature, but when she moved her gaze up a little, the curvature was immediately smoothed by the wind.

I was about to drink the ginger soup, and I saw the change in her expression the whole time. It seems to me that she is only slightly unhappy at this time. It's still the same as before, a little complaining that I won't take care of myself, and a little complaining about Kang Seok-joon's punishment game.

Looking at Kim Taeyeon with such a small emotion, I laughed lightly and caused ripples in the ginger soup. The hand reflexively raised to stroke her hair, but stopped halfway through. I raised my bandaged hands and shook them in front of her eyes.

"The wound has already scabbed, so it doesn't matter if you get some water. When it comes to bandaging, I do it myself. How's that, it's okay to wrap gauze. ”

The act of comfort and relief is thus replaced by words.

After listening to my joking words at 28 degrees, Kim Taeyeon smiled reluctantly. Then she raised a small hand and pushed the ginger soup I was still holding in my hand.

"It's getting cold, drink it quickly."

I didn't see any special emotions in her eyes, and I took the bowl and slowly drank the bowl of ginger soup that almost turned cold.

The sublimated atmosphere in the camp dropped a little after the battle for the pink cotton boots. Jiang Xijun yelled to play the next game, dried his clothes and was eating barbecue, and the tiger Shungyu, who was eating barbecue, wrinkled his nose, and said in a small frenzy: "Eat something and play again!" ”

The thirty laps of the relationship, coupled with the wrestling with Jiang Xijun, made her hungry again.

The other people who were tired of laughing also echoed and said that they wanted to replenish some energy. Jiang Xijun, who had no choice but to agree, opened a bottle of soju neatly after pouring the ginger soup in one gulp.

In the second round of eating and drinking, of course, none of them can be left behind. (To be continued.) )