I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"Huh?" The boy stopped and looked at her.

"I'm satisfied with Cheng Feiyu's safe return." The girl gazed into the distance, her expression unreadable. "Anyway, there's plenty of time; we can continue the investigation when we get back."

The boy stared at her profile while casually slurping his noodles.

"Why isn't Cheng Feiyu talking? Is it that delicious? Or is he deaf?" The girl glanced at him, a little annoyed.

"No, I just wanted to finish eating quickly." The boy finished off the last bit of food at the bottom of his bowl.

"Why do you need to finish eating so quickly?" the girl asked suspiciously.

"Kiss Teacher Shen." The boy's gaze fell on her small, translucent lips, like the flesh of a fruit.

"What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden?" The girl immediately covered her mouth, her face turning wary.

"Didn't Teacher Shen just confess to me?" The boy asked with feigned curiosity. "In this situation, what else would you do but confess and kiss? The scenery is so beautiful."

"What kind of brain structure does Cheng Feiyu have to produce this kind of understanding?" The girl asked as if she had heard a fairy tale.

"As long as I come back safely, that's enough. Doesn't that mean you value me more than anything else? Be honest, stop being so arrogant, Teacher Shen." The boy spoke with an earnest tone.

"Sure enough, they misinterpreted my words after I showed even a little concern. I should have just ignored this flying fish and let it die in the cave below." The girl turned her face away, gritting her teeth.

"Really?" The boy peeked into her field of vision.

"Trash, get this straight, I'm just concerned about my servant's safety as a master." The girl's gaze darted away, her tone unyielding.

"Since you care so much about your servant, it seems you're already planning to marry me." The young man shook his head and sighed.

"In short, there's no way we'll kiss before we're officially dating. Don't mistake me for one of those shameless vixens." The girl raised her voice slightly.

"Teacher Shen, your mentality is really twisted. In me, it manifests as a controlling nature; in yourself, it's self-compulsion. Don't you have any self-awareness?" The young man looked at her and sighed, like a doctor looking at a patient. He paused, then added, "So, you're not going to object to marrying me down?"

"There's no way anyone here would marry you. The chance isn't even one in a billion. Don't dream about it." The girl tilted her body to avoid him.

"Huh?" The boy was stunned, then suddenly felt a sense of loss. "How come all the one in a billion chance has suddenly disappeared?"

"Even if I were to marry someone unfortunately, it would be a normal marriage. There's no such thing as marrying down. Just how much does Cheng Feiyu enjoy playing these word games all day long? Does he really like to attach these disgusting words to me?" The girl glared at him fiercely, feeling a sense of anger at his lack of self-respect.

"So that's what it means." The boy breathed a dramatic sigh of relief, then muttered to himself, "But the idea of ​​marrying down really resonates, doesn't Teacher Shen think so?"

"How much do sewer rats enjoy being looked down upon? It's disgusting, it makes me want to vomit." The girl's face showed tangible disgust, and she covered her mouth as if she really would vomit at any moment.

"Actually, I just like being looked down upon by Teacher Shen. It's all because Teacher Shen is too cute." The boy let out a comfortable sigh and took out the food to start cooking.

"There's no hope for him. Then Cheng Feiyu can be trampled under me for the rest of his life." The girl glared at him without any politeness, then examined the jar in his hand, wondering, "What is Cheng Feiyu up to now?"

"This? Cocoa powder, for my lovely teacher Shen to have some dessert after dinner." The boy said casually, pouring hot water into the cup and stirring to release the aroma of hot cocoa, one cup for her and one for himself.

The two continued to sit side by side on the ground, enjoying dessert while gazing at the dreamlike scenery of the midnight sun.

Thanks to the boy, the two had plenty of carrying capacity and supplies.

The boy sipped his hot drink, put his arm around the girl's shoulder, and let her lean against him.

The girl glanced at him, her face expressionless. She rested her head on the boy's shoulder and gazed into the distance with a blank expression. Steam rose from the cup, gently brushing against the girl's thick eyelashes.

"Teacher Shen."

"What."

"I want to travel like this with you someday."

"I don't object." The girl lowered her eyes.

"You don't object to marriage?"

"The premise is that you can shake off those vixens." The girl sneered again, as if she couldn't hear him.

"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to force myself to maintain this persona."

The girl didn't speak, but covered her mouth and yawned, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"Tired?" the boy asked, observing her.

"Ah."

"Let's go to sleep then, and go home early tomorrow."

"Ah."

The two people crawl into the tent, and the sleeping bags are double-sized, allowing them to lie side by side inside.

Of course, the girl did not choose to stand side by side with the boy, but moved above him and wrapped him up with her hands and feet.

"Teacher Shen really likes this position. Is she planning to sleep in this position for the rest of her life after she gets married?"

"Shut up."

A silence fell over the tent.

After a while, the girl trembled as if sitting on pins and needles, her slender body twisting, her face buried in her hands as she bit her lip. "Cheng Feiyu is hopeless. He can't even be affected by the low temperatures of Antarctica? How disgusting."

“Teacher Shen, this is beyond our control. First of all, your current soft and gentle state feels very precious. Secondly, since yesterday, we have completely violated the conditioned reflexes we have developed over a long period of time.” The boy said seriously.

"What conditioned reflex? Stop spouting nonsensical nonsense."

"That's just the way it is."

"Is there no hope for you? Have I really been too lenient with you?"

"Maybe so, but that's what makes Teacher Shen so adorable."

"..."

"Teacher Shen, are you asleep?"

"never mind……"

"never mind?"

"Barely allowed..."

"allow?"

"Trash, look me in the face, listen carefully." The girl turned on the light and looked down at him.

"Okay?" The boy looked at the cold little face that was so close to his own due to the cramped sleeping bag, and smelled her faintly fragrant breath.

"As long as you're sincere, you'll be just as sweet and gentle when you go back." The girl first turned her face away, her voice barely audible, then took a deep breath and stared at him, her tone leaving no room for argument, "So, that's enough for now, do you hear me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a small, cool, soft hand grasped his, her eyes narrowed and sparkling.

The boy stared into her pure, dark eyes and froze.

So, in the cold twilight of the polar region, the faint light emanating from the tents hidden in the shadows of sheltered places will likely continue for some time before going out.

……

At the same time, it is located far from the Antarctic continent.

Late at night, the circular command center was still brightly lit, the bitter smell of coffee wafted in the air, and everyone stared at the large screen hanging in the middle, holding their breath and looking solemn.

"We...we're near the signal source...we've encountered a blizzard and ice collapse...underground...visually confirmed as a failure...awakening has entered the second stage...the device is stuck in an ice crevice and can't start...time is running out...we need...immediate rescue..."

Accompanied by a noisy and snowy screen, intermittent, blurry voices rang out and then abruptly stopped.

"The second phase means that there are only 48 hours or even less left, and reinforcements must arrive within two days..."

"Reinforcements have already departed..."

"It's too late to go by land, can we use a helicopter...?"

"It's impossible; the weather conditions in the entire region are extremely poor..."

"Then we have no choice but to gamble..."

"Don't we have any other help around here...?"

"There are people at the monitoring station, but they are just engineers and cannot undertake combat missions..."

"Could we communicate with the White House? I heard they've kept troops stationed at their research station in Antarctica..."

"It's not realistic in the short term; the procedure is too complicated..."

"Found them, there are still people..."

"Where are you? Why didn't you tell me sooner..."

"An S-level senior specialist and a D-level prospective researcher are unrelated personnel who just happen to be in Antarctica..."

"How come there are S-ranks over there... Can we contact them...?"

"It should work, I'll give it a try..."

1011. Cheng Fei and Shen Xi received their mission.

The next day, early in the morning.

In the cramped tent, Cheng Fei woke up in his sleeping bag to find that Shen Xi had disappeared. In her place sat a petite Shen Xi on his lap, light and weightless, looking down at him expressionlessly.

The familiar little doll is no longer dressed in the Sakura school uniform. Instead, it is dressed in a plush fisherman's hat, a white scarf, and a down jacket. It is round and chubby, and the details are exquisitely crafted, making it lifelike.

"You can change clothes now?" the boy thought to himself.

"Shall we exchange?"

The words appeared above the head of the petite Shen Xi.

Whether it's the answer, power, or something else, at least explain what you'll exchange it for. The boy sighed inwardly.

He wouldn't fall for it if it really cost him a quarter of his life.

"Freedom"

New text emerged.

The boy stared at the two words and remained silent for a second.

You wouldn't be thinking of possessing me, would you?

Considering the way the other party appeared out of nowhere from the beginning, the boy had to consider this possibility and shivered for no reason while lying in his warm sleeping bag.

In some ways, it's worse than paying off a portion of one's life, since others at least pay in installments, but she insists on paying it all at once.

"Shall we exchange?"

The words reappeared.

Despite Shen Xi's petite and expressionless face, the boy could still vaguely sense a certain... urgent desire; the other party really wanted to exchange with him.

The boy refused without hesitation.

"Shall we exchange?"

The text refreshed.

The boy immediately thought to himself, "I said no, don't even dream about it."

"Shall we exchange?"

The text was refreshed again, giving the impression that they wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal.

"Refusal? Don't understand?" The boy became annoyed.

At that moment, a soft, delicate, and warm sensation suddenly enveloped him, pulling his consciousness back to reality.

Cheng Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

Inside the cramped tent, a cool, aloof girl with long, dark hair lay on top of him, her forehead pressed against his. Her pure, dark eyes stared at him intently, as if observing something, her expressionless face making it impossible to guess her thoughts.

"Teacher Shen, are you planning to steal a kiss from me? Please feel free." The boy closed his eyes.

The girl silently moved away, then buried her face in his neck again, her voice devoid of any emotion, "Cheng Feiyu was trembling just now, I thought he had caught a cold."

"Maybe a little?" The boy sniffed.

"Cheng Feiyu hasn't been talking in his sleep these past few days, why?" The girl looked up again, looking down at him.

"I've been sleeping really well lately, and I haven't had any nightmares," the boy said seriously.

"Call me by my name." The girl lowered her eyes.