In the indescribable situation, in the world where the Tao is formed, objectivity is a very subjective thing, and from a certain point of view, there is no objective thing that exists beyond the subjective consciousness, and everyone who talks about objectivity uses subjective consciousness to describe the objectivity that he thinks he thinks.

In fact, even seemingly objective things like the Earth, the Sun, and the Universe originate from a group of conscious agreed subjectivity.

Not to mention the time that flows in it, it is more subjective within the subjective, non-existent in the non-existent, occasionally it will be fast, occasionally it will be slow, occasionally it will be fast and slow.

At this moment, in this seemingly objective polar icebreaker at 88 degrees north latitude, Song Wenbin is experiencing the paradox of fast and slow time.

Time seems to be passing quickly, but it is clearer and more memorable than any other moment of this polar journey.

The soft lips, the flexible tongue, the enthusiasm that is almost suffocating.

Yes!!!

I don't know how long it has been.

Sutina looked up separately and looked at him with a big gasp.

Song Wenbin's face was as pale as paper in shock.

"I really can't take it anymore."

Sutina grinded in his ears.

Song Wenbin's eyes widened, and the huge chaos and uncontrollable storm swept through his mind, causing him to fall into a stupor.

Subsequently, the lips were pasted again.

The girl demanded his kiss almost greedily and hugged him tightly. Passionate emotions almost overflowed, swallowing him and drowning him. He unconsciously opened his mouth and let the other party do it.

Until the suffocation suffocation swelled up again, almost killing him.

He struggled to push away the deadly heat.

"You... This is... What are you doing..."He lost his mind and asked dryly, "I... Not yet... Not yet...."

"I'll take some interest first."

Sutina gasped, "I can't take it anymore. ”

With that, she pounced again, and this time, she not only kissed Song Wenbin on the lips, but even held his head, with great curiosity and longing, uncontrollably kissed his neck, his cheek, and his chin.

The madness of Aiyu is spreading, destroying what little sanity is left, and Song Wenbin throws Sutina on the saddle and treats her in the same way.

The repressed madness not only destroyed the sanity of the two, but also destroyed Bosideng's down jackets and Colombia's hiking shoes on a material level.

In the chaos, however, similar touches lead men to unfathomable abysses, where there are similar intimate encounters, such as a guy who is clumsy and many, many, many kisses.

Song Wenbin, who was undressing, straightened up violently and covered his head.

"What's wrong? My dear. Sutina called out confusedly.

"Don't, don't call me that." Song Wenbin said in fear and pain.

The huge remorse had already made him fall into an ice cave, as if all the heating in the car had failed, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Sutina saw him crying, so she barely regained some senses, she quickly opened the car window, and gasped for a few consecutive breaths, barely calming down the crazy high Qingyu.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

She comforted apologetically.

Song Wenbin didn't say a word, but tears fell like a broken line.

"No one knows about this, I hate the teacher. Don't be afraid, I won't tell anyone. Su tina gently hugged Song Wenbin's head to her chest, stroked the back of his head, and said softly.

Song Wenbin pushed her away and looked into her eyes in the dark, his expression extremely complicated.

"You'll forgive me, right?"

Sutina stuck out her tongue narrowly and said.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, I won't be listening to your story tonight." Song Wenbin choked up and tried to say softly.

"I'm definitely not going to sleepwalk tonight." Sutina rubbed his hand and sighed with a smile.

Song Wenbin stopped talking, and the storm of his mind had swept through the wasteland, making him lose the ability to speak.

He stood up silently, helped Sutina fold the quilt, and helped Sutina repair the leaky roof of the car like the little expert who helped the beautiful woman repair the house in the 4399 mini-game.

Seeing him busy, Sutina curled up on the small bed wrapped in the quilt and watched him intently.

After repairing the roof of the car, Song Wenbin sat on the edge of her small bed, silent, and stunned.

Sutina asked in a happy soft voice, "Are you sure you don't want me to help you pay it back?" ”

Song Wenbin shook his head mechanically.

"What a fool."

Sutina said, leaning against Song Wenbin's side, her palm grasping his palm, her fingers interlocked, as if trying to give him strength.

Song Wenbin was as motionless as a rotting corpse in the story, and let the girl do it.

After tossing Song Wenbin contentedly for a while, Sutina quickly fell into a deep sleep, without any thoughts, without any dreams, like a baby's sleep.

It wasn't until there was a steady breathing sound beside him that Song Wenbin gently pulled out the palm that was held by Sutina, almost uncontrollable, confused, opened the car door, and fell on the thick snow in the North Pole.

However, this time, even the extreme cold could not recall his will and awaken his reason.

The wind howling in all directions was like a knife, tearing his spirit madly, so that he could no longer see the direction of the future. Dragon Field, XJ, SH City, or every place he has ever been, every minute and second spent with Sutina Huo Yu came out, tearing at everything he had been, trying to cut him apart, cut him into molecules, atoms, and quanta.

He stumbled to his feet and rushed out. He didn't know why he was rushing out, maybe just to stay away from the car, maybe he just wanted to get away from the damn fact.

Since returning from Indonesia, he has almost immediately devoted himself to buying and renovating a house, just to forget what happened at the bottom of the sea. For a moment, he really thought he had forgotten.

But that heartbeat, every time he thought about it, he had to suspend everything in his hand and wait for it to calm down. Like the damn traffic lights on the way to work, one after another, one after another, stopped the moving cars, reminding him who was the boss of the land. And this time, far more violently than any time before. Because this time, there were people pulling on both ends of the spring, which had overwhelmed him to the limit.

Why?

Why can't he just drive the car to the end?

Why??

Why should people be tempted???

"Damn!!"

"Damn!!"

He held his head and snorted.

Happy?

There seemed to be a voice in my heart asking.

Is kissing a beautiful woman happy?

Don't be funny.

That must be happy, isn't it?

In the eyes of everyone, that's a happy thing.

But like the storm of the far north and the warm carriage.

What makes him feel more comfortable?

What is the temperature of this cup of cold water?

Only he knows.

"Hahahaha~" Because of the pain that was unspeakable and could not be understood by ordinary people, he actually laughed: "Hahahaha~"

It's ridiculous, people have already run to the North Pole.

But he still couldn't escape the fierce attack.

"Hahaha..... hmm...... uh...."

He smiled and laughed, and couldn't help but cover his head and grunt in pain, as if someone had struck him with a stick.

The invisible pain grew more intense, and he screamed as he could no longer bear it.

"Ahh

Song Wenbin roared in the wasteland.

"Ahh Fack!! ”

“cao！！”

“cao！！”

“cao！！”

The pain was so intense that he rolled wildly on the snow, tearing at his hair.

"Why are you torturing me like this, why ..... why are you ....."

The moment in the deep sea flickered in his mind again.

He clutched his head and screamed.

"Ahh What the hell am I here to do?? ”

He got to his knees and slammed his head into the snow, biting at the snow, trying to extinguish the blazing fire in his heart with the snow.

Stay sane all the time.

Killing instinct all the time.

Remember the character all the time.

That's how he survives.

Now, however, this survival formula is rapidly crumbling.

"Be your fucking anchor!"

"Do your fucking show!"

"Shoot your mother's extraordinary journey!"

"CTM's Audience!! CTM's Sailors!! The world of CNM!! A bunch of perverts, madmen!! Lunatic!! ”

scolded and scolded, but he couldn't help crying, crying very sadly.

After his consciousness has developed to a certain extent, he can clearly feel the connection between himself and all things, respect for others, that is, respect for himself, and insulting others is also insulting himself.

Song Wenbin can't deceive others, he clearly understands that what he is insulting is still himself, not anyone.

But how should he deal with it?

How did he get to this pathetic point?

He hasn't finished the transformation yet, he hasn't saved a little yet, he doesn't even have a spare skill.

Is it really waiting for ten or twenty years from now?

Don't be funny.

She had forgotten about him.

Is that really what you want?

However, even if he really wanted it.

The smile under the deep sea appeared in front of him again, and it was extremely clear.

"Huo Yu!!"

He screamed in pain.

"Ahh Huo Yu!! Holy!! Huo Yu!! ”

……

The man's frenzied howl was heard far away in the Far North Heath, and the call was like a wolf to a wolf's call to his own kind, and the faithful guard heard the king's call. Shocked, he jumped out of the car and ran in shock towards the place where the shouts had come from.

Shouting as you run.

"Disgusted!!"

Song Wenbin, who was almost crazy, was like being put on a dog chain in an instant after hearing the distant shouts, and he collapsed motionless on the ice, looking at the figure running in the distance with a frightened face.

Wei Ning rushed to Song Wenbin's side and shouted in shock: "Disgusted!! What happened and what's wrong?? ”

Song Wenbin looked at Wei Ning, the whirlpool's consciousness was wrapped in fear, and his whole person involuntarily trembled wildly, like a ghost, he ran away.

Wei Ning was greatly surprised, chased after Song Wenbin, and asked loudly, "What happened!?" ”

He didn't run far before Song Wenbin's legs cramped from the cold and fell to the snow and convulsed.

Wei Ning couldn't understand Song Wenbin and asked loudly: "Your brain is broken, don't die!" It's already polar night! You run out alone, what are you doing!? ”

"Right...... Don't ....... ....." Looking at this familiar man, Song Wenbin's facial muscles spasmed out a few words.

I'm sorry?

Wei Ning couldn't understand, and put his hand on Song Wenbin's head: "You have a fever?" Burnt and confused? ”

But Song Wenbin didn't answer, just repeated inarticulately.

"I'm sorry what....why don't you stay in the tent, you down jacket?" Confused, Wei Ning took off his clothes and tried to cover it over the idol.

But Song Wenbin screamed as if he was touched by a soldering iron: "Don't touch my ......!" ”

"What's wrong? Detest. Holding the down jacket, Wei Ning comforted: "Is it too cold?" It's okay, I've already contacted the Yellow River Station, and they'll send someone to pick us up right away, so let's not shoot this episode, okay? We don't want to be angry with this nest. ”

When Song Wenbin heard this, he just wanted to say something.

But the moment when Sutina was burning just now flashed in his mind, the moment when love and jade were intertwined.

Susu, wait until I pay off the mortgage......

"!!"

He screamed again and pushed Wei Ning away.

He can no longer face his fans, so much so that he has such a double standard himself.

Wei Ning didn't know why, and tried to reach out to pull Song Wenbin.

"Don't... Other... Don't touch me..."

He kicked his legs back in the snow.

"I'm sick!!"

Wei Ning is so anxious, disgusted, what's wrong with you!? Did you do anything to be sorry for our fans!? ”

Song Wenbin shuddered.

At this moment, Wei Ning seemed to have turned into an attack giant, and he had turned into a mouse, trembling in the corner. Facing the shadow that obscures the sky, I can't stop worrying.

"Disgusting... Tell me something..."Wei Ning was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"No... No....I'm ..... my ...... The mortgage will be repaid for 30 years......"

Song Wenbin, who had no way to retreat, comforted himself, his voice as soft as a dream.

"What??" Wei Ning was stunned.

"I'm going to pay off my mortgage for 30 years!!"

Song Wenbin's eyes lit up, as if he had found a cave in the dangerous North Pole that was raging through the storm.

Again!!

Great modern civilization stands up!!

Stretched out his powerful hand to Song Wenbin!!

A voice like a flood of Da Lu resounded in my mind.

The way to salvation is in it!!

Song Wenbin grabbed Wei Ning's shoulders and said ecstatically: "I have to repay the mortgage for thirty years!" ”

"Huh?? What the hell are you going crazy about this...... Wei Ning was completely speechless: "What a big deal, I thought Teacher Su slept with you, so crazy......"

But Song Wenbin had already stood up and shouted with joy: "My mortgage will be repaid for thirty years!" ”

"You don't know how to pay it back in advance. If you pay back 25,000 yuan in a month, won't it be over in six years? Wei Ning couldn't help but complain speechlessly: "When this season of filming is over, your status will be higher, and it will be over in a year or two, what are you afraid of.....?"

"Babbling~~ha~~"

Song Wenbin suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had been lifted.

"Laughing!! I'm disgusted, my brain is broken!! ”

"I have to pay off my mortgage for 30 years!! Hahaha~"

On the Far North Wasteland, the man jumped up, danced and said, "My mortgage will be repaid for thirty years, hahahaha~"