Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Long time no see, my master.

[This is already the gentlest plot the author can write. If there are any friends who can't accept the first chapter, hurry up! tight! run! ]

so quiet……

Shen An opened her eyes, and the thick darkness completely enveloped her body.

Only the dashboard of the unknown device in the corner shone with a faint and pale light, as slim as her vitality at the moment.

His arms were hung high, his skin and flesh were torn from pain after a long period of confinement, and his knees were abraded from kneeling on the ground.

There was also the pain from the impact on the back of her head and the tearing pain between her legs. After she gradually woke up, they couldn't wait to rush to her, clinging to her crazily.

Clenching her teeth, cold sweat soaked her broken hair on her forehead, and the discomfort caused her body to tremble uncontrollably.

As the coughing sound intensified, the iron chains restraining her hands and feet collided with each other, making a "clanging" sound, and Shen An grabbed her tightly with her backhand.

Blood mixed with sweat flowed down her arms and rolled into the clothes that had been torn to tatters.

Under the cover of her confused breathing, increasingly clear footsteps came from the corridor.

When she wakes up, he's coming, never without exception.

A series of steps were like a reminder. Anticipating what was going to happen next, Shen An lowered his head and bit his lower lip.

She could no longer remember how many days she had been locked up here.

In the extremely long imprisonment of boundless darkness, all she received was that man's violent intrusion day and night.

Forcing himself to suppress the deep anger and hatred in his heart, Shen An warned himself over and over again to persevere.

She can't die yet.

Not only because she is still young, but also because until now, she does not know who this person is who imprisoned her and humiliated her crazily.

She couldn't just be tortured to death for no apparent reason, and die in this cold, dark basement.

With a soft sound, the automatic door of the basement slowly opened in front of her.

Outside the door, there is the same bottomless darkness, which seems to be mocking Shen An, urging her to accept a dark future destined to be tortured.

She raised her head and tried to distinguish the man's figure by the pale light. The faint light outlined his tall and muscular outline.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist are perfect proportions.

In Shen An's life since she had memories, she has never seen such a person, let alone how she might have offended him.

No matter how hard she tried to recall, this figure still didn't feel familiar to her.

She really doesn't know him!

Repeated footsteps approached, and the strange man approached her step by step and squatted down in front of Shen An.

Gently pinching her chin, she was forced to raise her head, and could smell the faint cold scent of the man.

It's Shen An's favorite type - perfume that doesn't smell very good.

If she had passed such a person in life, she would have praised him for his taste, but now, she could only feel the trembling caused by fear.

She was frightened by him.

In the clear darkness, Shen An could feel the cold eyes without any warmth, like a poisonous snake in the shadow, staring at her.

"Why didn't you speak?"

The man spoke quietly, his tone mixed with an unexplained smile, and the pleasant voice with a touch of sarcasm fell into Shen An's ears, sending shivers down her spine.

She knew what he meant.

Shen An had an accident on his way to get off work.

She was pinned into the green belt by a drifting electric car and hit the back of her head without any bias. When she was half-conscious, she remembered that she was sent to the hospital by a kind person.

But when she woke up again after being unconscious, she appeared in this basement.

The pain in the back of her head told her that the injured memory was not a dream. When she was curious, this man stood in front of her.

At first, the lights were on in the room, and Shen An could see the man's face, with dark hair, green eyes, and deep eyebrows.

Every facial feature seemed to have been carefully carved by the Creator. If Shen An saw him at work, he would call him perfect and couldn't take his eyes away.

His appearance was perfect, the absolute best template for her to create a bionic human.

So at first, Shen An didn't notice the crisis.

Even when she saw him for the first time, she could still feel the warmth between his brows and eyes, and his fiery eyes lingered on her face, as if she was looking at an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.

At that time, she would never have thought that this seemingly perfect man was a devil.

When she asked who he was, the man's expression suddenly changed.

All possible warmth disappeared in an instant. In his green eyes, after the shock, there was incomparable anger and bone-chilling coldness.

He was angry, he was hating, he hated her for not remembering him.

But after so many days, Shen An thought carefully about all the people he had met, but still could not associate any face with the person in front of him.

Shen An didn't even understand why her forgetfulness was the source of his anger.

Under her fearful gaze, the anger burned her body. He forced her to remember herself, but Shen An could only shake her head amid the endless moans.

She really couldn't remember.

Ever since the man realized that she really couldn't recognize him, Shen An had been locked in this basement.

She had begged and even threatened her, but no matter how generous the conditions were, they only made the man's anger even higher.

He didn't care about any interests, he just wanted Shen An to remember him, but she just couldn't remember him.

After being tortured like this for too many times, Shen An began to stop talking. She was both physically and mentally tired. When they met, the only thing left in their meeting was the man's one-sided mocking question:

"Why don't you continue to question me about who I am, and don't threaten me and beg me to let you go? Are you ready to give up?"

The man continued to speak, and his delicate and warm fingers began to gently rub the corners of Shen An's lips, and then the force gradually increased.

After pinching her cheek, it brought a numb pain.

"You actually forgot about me."

His hand grabbed her throat, and the pain of suffocation made Shen An swallow hard, her Adam's apple rolling.

The pain and fear at this time made Shen An unable to say a word.

Only the sound of increasingly rapid and gentle breathing was left, proving that she was still alive.

Seeing that the man loosened his grip, his fingertips did not leave, and moved downward along the carotid artery little by little.

The cold touch made her subconsciously whisper for mercy, but it was all in vain and only made the man become more presumptuous.

With great skill, he easily detonated all her nerves that were as tight as springs.

Listening to the chaotic and heavy breathing, the man's voice was suddenly filled with a smile, and he sounded close to her ears again:

"Yes, that's it~"

The warm breath sprayed in her ears, and there was no need to solve any obstacles. After applying the warmth, it invaded without any hindrance.

He is a moody lunatic.

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In terms of demining, the male protagonist is not a good person, but the female protagonist is not a perfect good person, and her character is not soft, she is more tactful, she is timid on the surface but cruel.

The female protagonist was retaliated in the early stage, so it was relatively miserable, and her physical strength has always been weaker than that of the male protagonist. There is a twist in the ending, but the cool text label is distributed, so the target is not right, so don’t mind entering.

The author xp is unique. Some of the plots in this article may be bt. Those who pay attention to three aspects should choose carefully.

Many chapters have been significantly modified due to sh reasons. You can find the road signs in the comment area and move around to read them.