In the indescribable situation, in the world formed by the Extraordinary Dao, 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 the indescribable subjectivity of that moment.

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 time being fast and slow.

Time seems to be passing in a hurry, each moment is speeding away into the distant past, but it is clearer and more memorable than any moment of this polar journey.

Yes!

！

I don't know how long it has been.

Sutina raised her head separately and looked at him with a big gasp, her face flushed and exhaled a strong hot breath, and her chest rose and fell violently.

Song Wenbin was so shocked that his face was as pale as paper, and he was dumbfounded.

"I 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.

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.

Among the many creations of mankind, there is only one creation, without fame, without profit, without any ego, but with total freedom, which attracts more and more confused beings until they become the masters of this barren world.

Yet in the midst of total chaos and freedom, a similar touch transports the young man to an unfathomable abyss, where there is a déjà vu intimacy.

Is it really déjà vu?

Well, not necessarily, it seems to be a lot more clumsy.

Song Wenbin, who was undressing, straightened up 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 boundless fear and tearing sensation made him feel like he was falling 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, and only then did she barely regain some senses, she quickly opened the car window, and gasped for a few consecutive breaths, barely calming the crazy primal impulse in the cold air.

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

She comforted softly, 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 sweetly.

Song Wenbin pushed away the scorching warmth and looked at 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 and trembled.

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

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, her brain blank 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. The two cities of Longchang, XJ, and SH, or every place he had ever been, and every minute and second spent with Sutina Huo Yu came out, tearing everything he had been, trying to split him up, 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 Ji Dong, every time he thought about it, he had to pause 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 than any previous one. Because this time, there were people dragging both ends of the bullet yellow, 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 invasion.

"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 past of Jiangnan Road flickered in his mind again, and he vaguely remembered the life of wandering freely on the street, when he easily controlled his instinct, as if it did not exist at all.

But at this moment....

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 Friends of Water!

M's world!

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.

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!

!

Huo Yu!

”

……

……

"Shocked, Polar Holding a Dog in His Arms, Disgusted with Furuikong?"

"Teacher Disgust: Only Yin Sabella is a baby"

"Grace will take revenge? I was disgusted to be ntr in front of a dog.'"

Wei Ning sat in the car, looking at the video clip of Song Wenbin riding a dog sled in his notebook, constantly deleting and rewriting, and fell into deep thought while writing.

What exactly should I call it?

Until there was a scream outside the car, he was startled and pricked up his ears.

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 threw away his notebook, jumped out of the car, and ran in shock towards where the shouts had come from.

Shouting as you run.

"Disgusted!

”

On the snow, 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, "Disgusted!" What happened!? What are you doing!? ”

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, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

I'm sorry?

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

But Song Wenbin didn't answer, just trembled madly.

"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 that he is ashamed of himself with such a double standard and hypocrisy.

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.

"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... You say something..."Wei Ning was so anxious that he was about to cry: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm ..... I'm ...... 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 warm cave in the dangerous North Pole that was raging through the storm.

more！

もう一degree!

on！

Again!

Again!

！

Great modern civilization stands up!

Stretch out his mighty hand to the terrified man of the far north!

A voice like a bell resounded in my head.

The way of salvation is in it!

Song Wenbin grabbed Wei Ning's shoulder, looked at his face and said ecstatically: "My mortgage will be repaid for thirty years!"

”

"Huh?? You are ...... for this illness" Wei Ning was completely speechless: "What a big deal, I thought Teacher Su slept with you......"

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, your salary will be higher, and it will be over in a year or two, what are you afraid of.....?"

"Yi~~ha~~"

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

"Laughing!

I'm sick of it, my brain is broken!

”

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

Hahaha~"

On the Far North Wasteland, the man jumped up, danced and said: "I have to repay the mortgage for thirty years~~hahahaha~~~"