In an indescribable situation, in an unorthodox world, objectivity is a very subjective matter. From a certain perspective, there are no objective things that exist beyond subjective consciousness. Everyone talks about it. People who believe in objectivity use subjective consciousness to describe what they think is objective.
In fact, even seemingly objective things like the earth, sun, and universe originate from the indescribable and indescribable subjectivity of that moment.
Not to mention the time flowing through it, it is more subjective in subjectivity, non-existence in non-existence, sometimes it will be very fast, sometimes it will be very slow, sometimes it will be fast and slow.
At this moment, in this seemingly objective polar ice-breaking vehicle at the 88th degree north latitude, Song Wenbin was experiencing the paradoxical feeling of fast and slow time.
Time seems to be passing rapidly, and every moment is quickly becoming an unreachable past, but it is clearer and more memorable than any moment on this polar trip.
ah!
!
I don’t know how long it’s been.
Sutina then separated and raised her head, panting heavily and looking at him. Her face was red and she breathed out strong hot air, and her chest heaved violently.
Song Wenbin was so shocked that his face was as pale as paper and he was dumbfounded.
"I can not stand it any more."
Sutina whispered in his ear.
Song Wenbin's eyes widened as huge chaos and uncontrollable storm swept through his mind, causing him to fall into a sluggish state.
Then, the lips were pressed together again.
The girl asked for his kiss almost greedily and hugged him tightly. The passionate emotions almost overflowed, swallowing him up and drowning him. He opened his mouth unconsciously and allowed the other party to do what he did.
Until the feeling of suffocation surged up again, almost killing him.
He struggled to push away the fatal heat.
"What...are you...doing..." He asked in a daze and with a dry mouth, "I...not yet...not yet..."
"I'll get some interest first."
Sutina gasped.
After saying that, she rushed forward again. This time, she not only kissed Song Wenbin's lips, but even held his head. With great curiosity and desire, she kissed his neck and cheek uncontrollably, His chin.
The crazy love for Yu was spreading, destroying the remaining sanity. Song Wenbin threw Sutina onto the car seat and treated her in the same way.
The repressed madness not only destroyed the two people's sanity, but also destroyed Bosideng's down jackets and Colombia's hiking boots on a material level.
Among the many creations of mankind, there is only one kind of creation, without fame, without interests, without any ego, but with complete freedom, attracting more and more confused beings, until it becomes the master of this barren world.
However, in the complete chaos and freedom, a similar touch brought the young man to an unfathomable abyss, where there was a similar intimate contact.
Is it really like déjà vu?
Well, not necessarily, it seems to be much clumsier.
Song Wenbin, who was taking off his clothes, stood up suddenly and covered his head tightly.
"What's wrong? Honey." Sutina called in confusion.
"Don't, don't call me that." Song Wenbin said in fear and pain.
The boundless fear and tearing feeling 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.
Seeing him crying, Sutina finally regained some sense. She quickly opened the car window, gasped several times, and managed to calm down her wildly rising primitive impulse in the cold air.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back."
She comforted her softly, apologetically.
Song Wenbin remained silent, but his tears fell as if they were broken.
"No one knows about this, Teacher Yan. Don't be afraid, I won't tell others." Su Tina gently held Song Wenbin's head against her chest, caressed the back of his head, and said sweetly.
Song Wenbin pushed away the scorching warmth and looked into her eyes in the darkness with a very complicated expression.
"You will forgive me, right." Sutina stuck out her tongue narrowly and said.
"Go to sleep quickly, I won't listen to your stories tonight." Song Wenbin said with choked sobs and trembling.
"I will definitely not sleepwalk tonight." Sutina took his hand and rubbed her face, smiling and sighing with contentment.
Song Wenbin stopped talking. The storm in his heart had swept through the wasteland, causing him to lose the ability to speak.
He straightened up silently, tucked Sutina into bed, and helped Sutina fix the leaky car roof just like the little expert in the 4399 game who helped beautiful women repair broken houses.
Seeing him busy, Sutina curled up on the small bed, wrapped in a quilt, and looked at him intently.
After repairing the car roof, Song Wenbin sat beside her bed, his mind blank and dumbfounded.
Sutina asked happily and softly: "Are you sure you don't want me to help you pay it back together?"
Song Wenbin shook his head mechanically.
"What a fool."
Su Tina said, leaning next to Song Wenbin, holding his palm with her palm, interlocking her fingers, as if she wanted to give him strength.
Song Wenbin remained motionless like the rotting corpse in the story, letting the girl do whatever he wanted.
After Song Wenbin was contentedly tossing for a while, Sutina quickly fell into a deep sleep, without any thoughts or dreams, just like a baby's sleep.
It wasn't until steady breathing came from beside him that Song Wenbin gently pulled out the palm held by Sutina. Almost uncontrollably, with confused thinking, he opened the car door and fell on the thick Arctic snow.
However, this time, even the extreme cold could not call back his will or awaken his reason.
The strong wind howling from all directions was like a knife, tearing at his spirit crazily, making him unable to see the direction of the future. Longchang, XJ, SH cities, or every place he had ever visited, every minute and every second he spent with Sutina Huo Yu emerged, tearing apart everything he had, trying to separate him Divide it completely, cut it into molecules, atoms, and beat it into quanta.
He stumbled up and rushed out. He didn't know why he rushed out. Maybe he just wanted to get away from the car, maybe he just wanted to get away from this damn fact.
After returning from Indonesia, he almost immediately devoted himself to buying and decorating a house, just to forget everything that happened under the sea. For a moment, he really thought he had forgotten.
But every time he thought about that seasonal movement, he had to pause everything he was doing and wait for it to calm down. Just like the damn traffic lights on the way to get off work, they stopped the passing cars again and again, reminding him who was the boss of this land.
But this time, it was far more violent than any time before. Because this time, someone was pulling on both ends of the elastic, which stretched him to the limit and was overwhelmed.
Why?
Why can't he just drive the car to the finish line?
Why? ?
Why should people be moved? ? ?
"hateful!
"
"Damn it!
"
He held his head and groaned.
Happy?
There seemed to be a voice asking in my heart.
Is it fun to kiss a beautiful woman?
Give me a break.
That must be joyful, isn't it?
In everyone's eyes, that is a very happy thing.
But it's like the storm in the far north and the warm carriage.
Where could he feel more comfortable?
What is the temperature of this glass of cold water?
Only he himself knows.
"Hahahaha~" Because of the pain that was indescribable and incomprehensible to ordinary people, he actually laughed: "Hahahaha~"
It’s so ridiculous, people have already gone to the North Pole.
But he still couldn't escape the fierce invasion.
"Hahahahaha...well...uh..."
He smiled and couldn't help but cover his head and groan in pain, as if someone had hit him hard with a stick.
The invisible pain became more intense, and he screamed unbearably.
"ah!
"
Song Wenbin roared in the wilderness.
"ah!
Farke!
"
"Cao!
"
"Cao!
"
"Cao!
"
The severe pain caused him to roll crazily on the snow and tear his hair.
"Why are you torturing me like this? Why... why..."
The past of Jiangnan Road flashed in his mind again, and he vaguely remembered the life of wandering freely on the street. At that time, he controlled his instinct easily, as if it didn't exist at all.
But at this moment….
He held his head and screamed.
"ah!
What on earth am I here to do? ? "
He knelt down and hit the snow, biting the snow, trying to use the snow to extinguish the blazing fire in his heart.
Stay rational at all times.
The ever-present instinct to kill.
Remember the persona all the time.
This is how he survives.
But now, this way of survival is rapidly collapsing.
"Be your mother's anchor!"
“Do your fucking show!”
“Photograph your mom’s extraordinary journey!”
“ctm audience!
CTM water friends!
m's world!
A bunch of perverts and lunatics!
madman!
"
Although he was cursing and cursing, he couldn't help but cry, crying in great sorrow.
After his consciousness developed to a certain level, he could clearly feel the connection between himself and all things.
Song Wenbin couldn't deceive others. He clearly understood that the person he was insulting was still himself, not anyone else.
But how should he face it?
How did he get to this miserable point?
He hasn't completed the transformation yet, he doesn't have any savings, and he doesn't even have spare skills.
Do you really have to wait until ten or twenty years later?
Give me a break.
She had long forgotten about him.
Is that really what you want?
But even if he really wants it.
The smile under the deep sea appeared before my eyes again, extremely clear.
"Huo Yu!
"
He screamed in pain.
"ah!
Huo Yu!
damned!
Huo Yu!
"
…
…
"Shocked, holding a dog in Jiji's arms, is it actually Fu Ruikong? 』
"Teacher Yan: Only Yin Sabella is the treasure"
"Repaying kindness with hatred?" I'm so tired of being confronted by a dog ntr. 』
Wei Ning sat in the car and looked at the video clips of Song Wenbin riding a dog sled on his notebook. He kept deleting and rewriting, and fell into deep thought while writing.
What should the title be?
When faint screams came from outside the car, he was startled and pricked up his ears.
The man's crazy howl echoed far away in the extreme northern wilderness. The cry was like the cry between wolves, attracting similar people. The loyal guard heard Wang Ruoyouruowu's cry. He was so shocked that he threw away his notebook, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the place where the shouting came from in shock.
Running and shouting.
"Tired!
"
On the snow, Song Wenbin, who was almost crazy, felt like he was put on a leash instantly after hearing the distant shouts. He lay motionless on the ice, looking at the figures running in the distance with a fearful expression.
Wei Ning rushed to Song Wenbin and shouted in shock: "Yan!
What happened, what happened? ? "
Song Wenbin looked at Wei Ning, his consciousness in the whirlpool was wrapped in fear, his whole body was shaking crazily involuntarily, and he ran away as if he had seen a ghost.
Wei Ning was greatly surprised. He chased after Song Wenbin and asked loudly: "Yan! What happened!? What are you doing!?"
After not running far, Song Wenbin's legs cramped due to the cold, and he fell to the snow and started twitching.
Wei Ning held Song Wenbin down incomprehensibly, and asked loudly: "You are out of your mind, you don't want your life! It's already midnight! What are you doing out here alone!?"
"Yes...no...get up..." Looking at this familiar man, Song Wenbin squeezed out a few words with convulsive facial muscles, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.
sorry?
Wei Ning couldn't understand and put his hand on Song Wenbin's forehead: "Do you have a fever? Did you apply Shao Hu Tu?"
But Song Wenbin didn't answer, he just trembled like crazy.
"I'm sorry...why don't you stay in the tent? Where's your down jacket?" The confused Wei Ning took off his clothes and tried to put it on his idol.
But when Song Wenbin was touched by him, he screamed like being touched by a soldering iron: "Don't touch me...!"
"
"What's wrong? I'm tired." Wei Ning, holding the down jacket, comforted: "Is it too cold? It's okay. I've contacted the Yellow River Station. They will send someone to pick us up soon. We won't be filming this episode. , okay? We are not angry with this coward anymore."
When Song Wenbin heard this, he was about to say something.
But the burning moment of Sutina just now flashed through his mind again, the moment of love and jade intertwined.
Susu, wait until I pay off the mortgage...
"Hold!
"
He screamed again and pushed Weining away.
He could no longer face his fans, so he was ashamed of himself for being such a double-standard and hypocritical person.
Wei Ning didn't know why and tried to reach out to Song Wenbin.
"Don't...don't...don't touch me..."
He kicked his legs back on the snow.
"are you crazy!
"
Weining was extremely anxious, "Yan, what's wrong with you!" ? Have you done anything sorry to our fans? ? "
Song Wenbin shuddered.
At this moment, Weining seemed to have turned into Attack on Titan, while he turned into a mouse, trembling in the corner. Facing the shadow that covers the sky and the sun, I feel anxious all day long.
"Yan... say something..." Weining was so anxious that he was about to cry: "What's wrong with you?"
"I...I...have to repay the mortgage for thirty years..."
Song Wenbin, who had no choice but to retreat, comforted himself, his voice as soft as his sleep.
"What??" Weining was stunned.
“It will take me thirty years to pay off my mortgage!
"
Song Wenbin's eyes lit up, as if he had found a warm cave in the dangerous Arctic where the storm was raging.
more!
もうOnce!
on!
again!
again!
!
The great modern civilization has stood up!
He stretched out his strong hands to the frightened man in the far north!
A voice as loud as a bell resounded in my mind.
The way to salvation lies within!
Song Wenbin grabbed Wei Ning's shoulders, looked at his face and said ecstatically: "It will take me thirty years to repay my mortgage!
"
"Huh?? You got sick because of this..." Weining was completely speechless: "What a big deal, I thought Teacher Su slept with you..."
But Song Wenbin had already stood up and shouted happily: "It will take thirty years to repay my mortgage!
"
"You don't know how to pay it back in advance. If you pay back 25,000 yuan a month for 50,000 yuan, won't it be all paid back in six years?" Weining couldn't help but complain speechlessly: "When this season is finished, your status will be higher, and your salary will be higher." If it is higher, it will be paid off in one or two years, so why are you afraid..."
"Yi~~hahaha~~"
Song Wenbin suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had been hit by a coup.
"Laughing!
I'm sorry, my brain is broken!
"
“It will take me thirty years to pay off my mortgage!
Hahaha~"
In the extreme northern wilderness, a man jumped up, danced and said happily: "My mortgage will be repaid for thirty years~~hahahaha~~~"
