Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The familiar scene made her involuntarily distracted.

The longer you stay in this plane, the stronger the feeling of familiarity becomes.

Especially in Alberto's house, she could tell what was placed in the corner and what decorations were hung with her eyes closed.

Gu Ruojiao didn't know if this was related to the superior memory and learning ability of biochemical humans, or if it was due to other reasons.

Ever since she entered this plane, she always felt ethereal, as if she were stepping on the clouds.

But at the same time, it feels real, as if I have lived in this place before.

She began to be a little confused as to whether this was the memory and emotion of the original person, or the senses forcibly added by the quick-travel system to separate her from the previous plot.

Especially now.

Gu Ruojiao reached out and touched those three words.

It was obviously just a holographic image, but she seemed to feel the heat and emotion conveyed in those three words.

She curled her fingers, suddenly at a loss, and subconsciously looked for Alberto's eyes.

As if sensing her panic, Alberto held her hand.

"I heard that names have special meaning to Chinese people." Especially the person who gave the other person the name is a very special existence.

So he did not let artificial intelligence randomly generate it, but looked through ancient historical materials himself.

"Do you like it? Maybe it's not very good. I don't quite understand the meaning of ancient Chinese characters."

Many materials in ancient history are incomplete, but fortunately the basic surnames have been preserved.

Alberto chose the letter "g" based on her number and chose the surname Gu for her.

But the name really cost him a lot of brain cells, even more nerve-wracking than when he fought the Zerg.

Until he saw a poem that said, "The willows are weeping on the waves, and the delicate flowers and birds continue to sing."

He felt that the little cyborgs were like delicate flowers and needed careful care.

But I thought it was good at the time, but now I feel a little unconfident.

But the little biochemical man's eyes slowly turned red.

"You..." He was immediately at a loss.

But she threw herself into his arms and said in a muffled voice: "I like it, I like it very much..."

Alberto didn't quite understand. If you liked it, why would you cry?

But he touched her head gently: "As long as you like it."

And the little bioman really likes this name.

She was still following him like a follower as before.

The difference is that she will happily call his name.

With that soft and waxy voice, she shouted "Alberto" and then looked at him with bright eyes.

Alberto knew that she wanted him to call her name.

He didn't struggle too much and responded to her according to her heart.

Because that's the name he gave her.

It's also special to him.

It seems that every time I shout, it will be engraved into my bones and melted into my blood.

However, the little cyborg with a name is even more clingy than before.

Especially when I hold him, I raise my little head, look at him with bright eyes, and call his name.

Alberto never had the heart to refuse her.

But she always cries after falling asleep every night.

Only when she was held in his arms would she stop crying.

"What on earth did you dream about?" makes you so sad...

This knowledge made Alberto, even immersed in her spiritual realm, unhappy.

The next day, the little cyborg still clung to him carelessly as if nothing had happened.

After a few insinuations, Alberto discovered that she couldn't remember the dreams she had at night.