Chapter 337: Hold the Pulse Line
Wolmido Island was once an island about 1 kilometer from the Eaeaean Sea of Incheon, but it was gradually connected to the mainland during the construction of the road.
After Seo Hyun and the others sat back in the car, Kang Seok-jun, who looked at his watch, handed the book he was holding to Lee Hye-jae's arms, and then he started GMC and left the large parking lot at Incheon Pier. The back of the car is still the same, and in the Jeep Wrangler that follows closely, there are Jang Bo and Kyuhyun who are unconsciously familiar with each other.
After only three or two minutes of driving, after a left turn, our car was on the cross-sea road. Compared to the coastal road that has just been racing, the street lights here are much brighter. We can see passers-by on the sidewalk on the side of the road, holding hands or standing side by side.
In the harbor, there is a sharp whistle, and these are also people who come to relax. Some of them were not afraid of the cold wind, leaning against the railing to look at the lighthouse on the opposite bank. Some gathered at the side of the roadside stalls, holding fish cakes that were emitting white mist. Either way, in my sight, at least everyone was snuggling up to each other.
The street lamps that were erected high and straight emitted a soft white light, and even forced the night back to the distant sea. After GMC drove for a while, we still had a hazy view of the West Sea on our left. On the right, as you are about to enter the island, some shops are gradually appearing. Cafes, sashimi shops, restaurants, ...... On Wolmido Island, there are more than 50 sashimi shops in total. In the summer, they'll set the table on the fine sand and let you go to the shop to pick a fish, or you can go out to sea with the shop and catch it yourself. In a word. In just a few minutes, a plate of extremely delicious sashimi. It will be presented in front of you between the sea and the sky.
Look at the sashimi shop that keeps flashing in front of you. and the dining table on the beach on the left that has disappeared due to winter and the inconspicuous people. I felt something unstoppable flashback in my mind.
These pictures are a little familiar, and I remember that the trip I went on with Zheng Xiujing seemed to be in the summer. Place............ It's called the Valley of the Winds.
The name Wolmi Island comes from the shape of the half-moon-tailed island. Before we knew it, we had reached the middle of the island, and the restaurant on the right was gone. In its place, there is a cultural street that runs parallel to the road. It's still summer. Starting from the graffiti pillars, the encounter venues, art venues, and performance venues will be extended all the way. Performances are performed here at any time, and street painters improvise their paintings.
But in the winter, it's a lot more bleak. The customs of the above Yuewei Island Cultural Street were told to us by Li Huicai. Aside from him, Taeyeon and I don't seem to have been here.
I have the impression that I often went to the United States as a girl, and I seem to have been to Europe a few times. I have tasted the biggest outside world, but it is even an island sixty or seventy kilometers away from Seoul. None of them have ever been. Speaking of which, it is inevitable that there will be some small sadness.
I'm afraid most people are used to the thread that holds the pulse in their hands. True freedom is only to hide behind the curtain, to actively break the rules. Tear the curtain and tear the threads, and the body and heart will be scarred.
So, today's surprise. This Camping is really rare. The biggest contributor is undoubtedly Kang Seok-jun. He took great pains to arrange everything. He has the sword and the strength we don't have, enough to cut through all these ties.
There is probably a cultural street more than a kilometer long. Flashing slowly in our vision. Although it's winter, since it's Christmas Eve, there are not a few tourists here. Throughout the street, there were one or two groups performing and onlookers wearing all sorts of glowing hair accessories. In front of several painters on the street, there were also a lot of people around.
Perhaps it was the white curtain and the colorful brushes that brought me to the next level, and I caught a glimpse of her half-lying in the back seat, standing up like a gummy. Leaning over to the car window, his fingers painted with skin-colored nails banging on the glass. I know she has a coloring book, but I don't know if she has it with her at the moment.
In this way, GMC, driven by Kang Seok-jun, continued to go deep into the island. No one was commenting, because everyone was relaxed - even if it was just lying down.
Of course, how could Kang Seok-jun, who took the word "Surprise" to the extreme, just let us lie down.
Finally, after twenty minutes of driving. The GMC stopped at the very end of the half-moon island.
Through the window, you can see the bleak surroundings, and the night here is very deep. At the same time, there is not a single pedestrian. The GMC has stopped at the end of this road, and further down is the dirt road. Not far away is a seemingly pure sandy beach, with no raised stones, and as for the fineness of the sand, you have to feel it with your feet or fingertips. Behind the beach, there is a darker forest. If nothing else, this should be an undeveloped area.
After glancing around the car for a few days, I got up with a half-bow and opened the door first. When I got out of the car, I immediately turned around, because without saying a word, I picked up Kim Taeyeon, who was a shujun, again, and the action of getting out of the car was difficult. I threw up my hands to take the baby from her arms. But she didn't let me, and I was a little speechless, so I had to hold her arm, hold her and get out of the car slowly.
Maybe it was because he saw that Taeyeon had no lollipop in his mouth, and Su-joon, who had lost interest, began to make a fuss around in her arms. I reached out again and pulled up my hat for the little one. At the same time, he said: "Hey, Shujun wants to walk on the ground, why have you been holding him." ”
The words were said with a smile of minus 20 degrees, but Taeyeon didn't seem to hear it. She turned her face away, just changing her position and hugging Shujun.
Seeing her like this, I was defeated by her little temper, and while maintaining a smile, I reached out and grabbed her hat, and then covered her little head fiercely.
"First of all, the injury on my hand is basically fine. Secondly, it's just a small fast train, and it's not as dangerous as you think. Also, with such a rare camping today, I think you should let it go a little. ”
There are not many words to explain, that's all, I won't talk about anything else if she doesn't listen to it. After saying this, I went to pick up the other child and get out of the car.
Kim Tae-yeon, who was standing in place, pouted, half-squatted down to let Shujun stand by himself, but he didn't let go of the hand he was holding.
After everyone got out of the car, Kang Seok-joon, who had tied his collar in the wind, dragged me to the Wrangler's car, and at the same time asked Kyuhyun, who had already begun to wipe his sweat, to open the trunk.
When the red lid is lifted, you can see something that makes you speechless, but you can actually recognize it at a glance. That's two Camping essential tents, just ...... The model is indeed a little, and Tet is so big.
One is a two-bedroom and one-hall double-decker tent for 12 people, which occupies about half of the trunk volume. The other one, look at the sign that reads - Field 5 series military cold-resistant two-person tent. This tent occupies the other half of the trunk volume.
At the same time as seeing this ruthless guy, Zhang Bo and I, who were standing behind me, both had a bad idea in our hearts.
"Ah, why prepare a separate two-person tent, or is it military? Are you sure you're not kidding me? ”
As soon as the trunk was opened, Jiang Xijun, who started to move without saying a word, glanced at me, who had not moved, and shook his eyebrows.
"You'll know later, let's move quickly."
Jiang Xijun, who didn't know what tricks he was playing, made me chrysanthemum a little nervous with his expression. Not only me, but also Jang Bo and Kyuhyun, who were also unknown, swallowed their saliva. As for Li Huicai, who came to help later, he stopped and thought for a while and gave a guess.
"Could it be that you are going to play "Two Days and One Night" or not? The two people at the bottom of the game sleep in the tent of the two people. ”
Guixian, who scratched his head, shook his head after hearing this speculation: "It's not right, everyone sleeps in tents, and the cold resistance of that military tent is obviously better." If you want to sleep, you should also sleep with the winner, but only two winners can sleep in a warm tent, isn't this setting a little unreasonable? ”
After thinking about it left and right, we still couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so we finally had to give up and decided to move things first.
Kang Seok-jun, who was holding a part of the military tent, was about to walk along the dirt road to the beach as we spoke. The four of us hurriedly divided up what was left and walked towards his place. The two bear children, led by Taeyeon, followed us with a slight staggering step.
The things in his arms were not heavy, and the four strong men walked fairly steadily on the sloping dirt road. It's just that I, who was holding a large tent metal support for twelve people, was suddenly hit by those edges and corners because of the bumps in my steps. It was a long-lost pain, almost like a glass of seventy-degree spirits. But my body shook a few times unconsciously, but I still gritted my teeth and held back.
I paused, exhaled lightly, and slowly moved the things in my hand, and only after removing the angular objects did I intend to take another step.
What I didn't expect, though. A pair of soft and clear wrists suddenly appeared beside me. This is actually no different from Xu Xian's hands before, the skin is the same like clotted fat, the knuckles are the same slender as onions, and the wrists are all the same delicate as sand. There is only a slight difference, that is, these hands are a little fatter than Xu Xian's pairs.
It's purely a sensory judgment, maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's not fat at all.
But because I know who the owner of these hands is, as long as I have her in my mind, I will have a personal idea, preconceived, and reflexive feeling that her hand is like a child's hand.
In fact, in my eyes, Kim Taeyeon is just a child...... Kim was three years old. (To be continued.) )