The ominous omen that floated overhead in the dark never came true. But when the game was completely over, I still looked down at the large amount of money in my hand and let out a long sigh.

Because, unfortunately, it was the stupid guy who won the lottery again - Kim Taeyeon.

You say you spend your days at home, doing manicures, puzzles, and coloring books...... After doing so many boring things, why can't you study how to play the game?

The first guess boxing was miserable. After that, the first killing game is barely acceptable, and it looks like it can be played a little bit. But the next few games, I can't bear to look at it directly. Not only did I lose, but I was also trapped.

Ahem, all of the above is just heartfelt words. For the peace of the world, for the sake of the elderly Aunt Jin not to reappear in the world, I buried all these complaints in my heart.

At the end of the game, there was a brief silence about the result. Immediately afterwards, Seo-hyun was amused by Kim Tae-yeon, who lowered her head and pretended to be sad and depressed. Jiang Xijun covered the corners of his grinning mouth with the back of his hand, estimating that he was the same as me, and he was afraid of provoking her into an aunt.

As for KFC breakfast Panini, this thing and the captain are playing the most open and affectionate, so at the critical moment, of course she has to stand up and sneer. As a result, there were several bursts of fragrant wind in the carriage, and there was a fairly fierce exchange of fire between Kim Taeyeon and Panini. However, it is a bit of a pity that the thick pajamas cut off all the exposure of spring light.

After a fight, the sadness on Kim Taeyeon's face completely disappeared, and there was only a little bit of depression. It remains on top of the cheeks.

From beginning to end, Jiang Xijun, who didn't take his eyes off her body. And didn't say anything. He didn't offer to get up tomorrow morning to help her, and he didn't show his obvious crimson thoughts before.

This is more than twenty years. The best Christmas Eve.

At this point, the night is coming to an end and going to sleep.

I got up, opened the car door and got out of the car. The moment he met the cold wind again, suddenly there was a little bit of what appeared on Jiang Xijun's body before, and it hit his heart. That thing, it's called Yan Shan.

I remember, last year today. On the same snowy night, I went out and bought apples that symbolized peace and returned home.

Mom and Dad are lying in bed watching TV. I peeled the apples and brought them to their bedside, next to them. It's not fun to watch, but really heartwarming show.

Kim Taeyeon behind me seemed to be stopped by Kang Seok-joon, and I didn't think about it, but went straight to the campfire and got into my tent.

When you turn on your phone, there is 89 percent of the battery left, and the number that shows the time indicates that the morning light will not be too far away...... Tomorrow. I'll call back.

Then tell them that I will go back during ———— Chinese New Year this year.

Next to Kim Taeyeon's military tent, the one that belongs to me seems to be much thinner. But by the time I got in. The cold wind is still well insulated. Coupled with the residual temperature of the campfire, and more importantly, the two mattresses underneath, the warmth is still strong.

Take off your socks. Take off your coat before you roll into the covers. I heard the door open.

"Hey, Kang Seok-joon. Dim the lights outside! ”

Along with this, there was a whispered shouting from Kim Taeyeon.

Unzip the tent, revealing her from the outside.

Wearing leopard-print cotton boots, she walked over to me with a large thick quilt in her arms.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional when I set up the tent before. In addition to being very close to each other, even the side where the curtain can be opened is opposite each other.

Seeing me looking at her, Kim Tae-yeon shook the quilt in her arms.

"I said that I gave you a bed, and Jiang Xijun just stuffed the quilt to me."

looked at her who was talking and bringing quilts to her tent. I nodded in understanding.

No matter when, no matter what the situation, Jiang Xijun's feelings become more and more real, and the more he sees it, the deeper he looks. He seems to have the same mentality as me, which is...... If you want to take care of someone, you don't ask for a reason, and take care of it from beginning to end.

It's like I'm sorry for ...... Zheng Xiujing is like that.

The paper men stuck to the thick quilt and collapsed into the tent together. Leaving her little back to me, she buried herself on the thermal pad and tinkered with it for a long time, trying to lay out the quilt, but she didn't succeed in the end.

So, after she kept her depressed sigh, she shouted, "Aigu, don't care." Then he turned around and began to take off his shoes.

Even the leopard-print cotton boots, which are all small sizes, are slowly taken off by the palms of the hands, and the feet in retro Harajuku-style woolen socks are exposed. After placing her shoes neatly by the door curtain, she hesitated for a moment and probably felt that the tent was warmer than expected, so she divided her socks by two.

The crystal clear toes are completely exposed, and Kim Taeyeon, who has turned into a nail art expert when she has nothing to do, will of course not let go of her ten toes.

The lights on the roof of Melbourne had dimmed a lot, but after a glance, I could clearly see her toes - the ten small cardamom standing side by side were dark red nails, and some dots of light white on them. Visually, it looks a bit like a crimson starry sky. This starry sky is almost perfectly matched with the white and delicate milk instep, and a little higher, plus the bony ankles that can be held by Yingying, the eight points of good-looking have become ten.

It didn't take long to stop at A4 Tai Linglong's little feet, but she still felt my gaze keenly after she was done.

After realizing it, she was a little shy, and immediately bowed her instep, and curled up with her ten fingers next to each other. After a while, Kim Taeyeon slowly tucked her feet into the tent in a posture that was as natural as possible.

The round nose wrinkled slightly, and after taking a small breath and exhaling it, Kim Taeyeon crossed her legs, pulled up the crumpled quilt and wrapped her whole body in it at once—including her head. Only a face is exposed, and a little hair is exposed.

The cold wind blowing from the far end of the Incheon coast was first blocked by two Melbourne RVs. After that, the weakened wind was separated by Kim Taeyeon's tent in front of me.

At this moment, the two tents were facing each other, her curtain open to me and mine to face her. The distance between the two is only half a meter, and in this small surrounded space, with the help of the bonfire and the body temperature of the two people, it is as warm as spring.

"Pig, don't you hurry up and wrap yourself in a quilt like I did, and want to freeze into a popsicle?"

Just when my heart was poetically emitting a warm spring-like emotion, Aunt Kim Taeyeon's words shattered all my brewing emotions. How to say it, it's a little embarrassing. This girl doesn't understand anything at all, and the TV series picture that she finally held back was actually beaten back to reality by her words.

The inevitable cough came first, and after the cough was over, I still honestly crossed my legs and dragged over the quilt, wrapped exactly like her.

If Sunny were to kneel in front of the car window again and look at us, she would be thinking: Where did these two pieces of poop come from, identical poop?

The eye contact between the two poops has been going on for a while. I thought she pulled me to sit face to face with her, to have something to say. But I didn't want this girl to be silent for so long, as if she was meditating.

Just when my eyelids were fighting and I was about to fall to sleep, Kim Taeyeon, whose expression had always been the same, spoke:

"Actually, Jiang Xijun talked to me before. He said he had known for a long time that he had lost out on the so-called fair play. ”

It's a sudden provocation, and it's a very sensitive one. This is another thing I don't know, it seems that Kang Seok-joon has already had an early showdown, and told Kim Tae-yeon all the relationships between the three of us.

Hearing her say this, I looked down and thought for a while, but didn't reply. Because I know that there is more to Jiang Xijun than this sentence can be said.

The next is three seconds later. Kim Tae-yeon's mood and tone remained unchanged, as if she was informing me about something.

"He knew that if he really wanted to ask, if he really wanted to spread it out, my answer now would definitely be you. But he felt that no one had yet made up his mind, and he felt that no one could say what would happen in the future. So he said he would continue to like the people he wanted to like. In the end, whether you win or lose, you have to wait until the dust really settles. ”

A long series of words fell to the ground and melted into the fine sand. This sentence can be regarded as a true and thorough explanation of Jiang Xijun's thoughts and will.

I nodded my head in understanding.

In the second in-depth chat, Kim Taeyeon still didn't ask me for an answer. She seems to have thoroughly implemented that concept, that is, I like you, it's my own business, not yours. You can't choose me for the time being, but that doesn't mean you won't.

This is a stubborn but sincere concept of love, some of which is warm and some of which are headaches.

So, after figuring out Kang Seok-joon's mentality, I looked up at Kim Taeyeon, who had a clean and pure gaze.

"You said before that you were worried about me, not because of guilt or the psychological shadow of the incident in Tokyo. It's because ......"

At this point, I suddenly got a little stuck, I stuck out my tongue to moisten my lips a little, and then faced her with a posture that I really couldn't figure out: "What is it about me that you like?" ”

This sentence with a somewhat uplifted tone actually expressed a doubt that had been in my heart for a long time.

In this heaven and earth, there is no hatred for no reason, and there is no love for no reason. (To be continued.) )