The car passed by the door of the Golden Sun Hot Spring Club, but the cheating driver didn't even call us. Fortunately, I glanced out of the window at the time, otherwise I would miss it. It was already noon in the town of gray soup. When we got off the bus, we saw that a couple next to us were also walking in the direction of the golden sun. When we asked, we knew that we were also coming to the hot springs.