Song Yun was the first to enter the tent; then, feeling utterly disheartened, he laid his sleeping bag on the ground, crawled inside, and immediately zipped it up.
"Ah," Song Yun sighed deeply, feeling a surge of gloom. He decided that, from now on, he would never bring women he knew on outings because it just spoiled all the fun. He believed that if there had been a different group of people that night, everyone would have probably ended up sleeping together!
If they really had slept together, he could have casually touched here and there in the middle of the night. Moreover, Song Yun's sleepwalking condition, which hadn't occurred in years, might have acted up; if he did something then, he could easily excuse himself. Looking at the sleeping bag in front of him, Song Yun found himself completely out of ideas.
Not long after Song Yun entered the tent, the other girls also came in, each with a sleeping bag that was much cuter than Song Yun's.
