Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Feeling her resistance, Liu Fengyue laughed softly, without opening his eyes or continuing to tease her.

He just held her waist to prevent her from running away, just like how they got along before.

The memory seems to have returned to that time. During that time, Shen An's eyes were really full of him.

Although thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they were mostly in bed, but Liu Fengyue didn't believe that Shen An really didn't like him at all.

If you like his body, you also like him.

That unwillingness pushed him closer. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask her:

"Shen An, have you ever liked me?"

The sudden question made Shen An, who was originally upset, stunned for a moment. The word "like" made her suddenly pick up the thoughts that were interrupted just now, and her heart beat faster.

In my ears, there was his rare soft tone:

"If you don't like it, why did you promise me: 'From now on, we are lovers?' Is it because I feel guilty after sleeping with you?"

The word lover brought Shen An back to his senses, shook his head, and interrupted him pretending to be calm.

"You know, I don't remember. I only know that you are Twelve and we are...good friends."

"But you didn't tell me to break up, but I love you."

"Twelve, that's not love."

The sight of each other colliding caused the conversation between the two to come to an abrupt end, and Quiet was caught off guard.

He still asked her based on Zero Four's memory, but she could only think of him as Twelve, and was destined to be unable to communicate.

But Liu Fengyue was unwilling to give in, and the question was almost squeezed out from between her teeth:

"Then what is love, you and Ji Yunzhou? Do you love him?"

Looking at her eyes full of self-abandonment and ridicule, he already had the answer in his heart, and was even prepared for heartache, but Shen An shook his head, almost without hesitation:

"No."

This time, it was Liu Fengyue's turn to be stunned, and with a slight sneer, he asked again:

"Oh? Then who do you love?"

Of course she loves herself the most.

However, Shen An did not say this. She pursed her lips and said nothing after a long while:

"Go to sleep, Twelve."

But when her words reached this point, how could Liu Fengyue be willing to stop? The hand on her waist tightened:

"Speak clearly before you sleep."

"Then when can I return to China?"

Raising his head, Shen An was inexplicably calm at this moment and asked him:

"You give me an accurate answer, and I will give you an accurate answer."

In the darkness, Liu Fengyue gritted her teeth.

"Let's talk tomorrow, sleep."

The double bed in the room finally became quiet again.

Shen An couldn't bear to be face to face with him and his breathing was mingled, and his breathing was chaotic, so he wanted to turn his back to him.

Aware of her movements, Liu Fengyue pinched her waist dissatisfied, but finally gave in, pecked her lips lightly and let her turn away.

But he still wanted to hold her in his arms and pretend to be intimate.

An unignorable presence shrouded his back, and smelling the reassuring cool smell made Shen An even more unable to sleep.

My heart was in turmoil.

She was thinking about when she could return to China and what mood she should be in.

How should I face the fact that my mother, whom I haven’t seen for almost twenty years and only exists in my own memory, has gradually become blurred, and now only a cold tombstone is left.

The tears had already ended in the week when Liu Zhuoze told her the truth, and what her mother had always kept in her heart was not family affection, but obsession.

Shen An was afraid of hearing the real reason for her leaving, so she kept escaping subconsciously. Although she calmed down a lot later, Liu Zhuoze never dared to provoke her.

It wasn't until Shen Nian's death anniversary a month later that he pretended to bring it up casually and asked Shen An if he wanted to go.

At that time, she was stunned for half a second, and then agreed immediately.

Because there are some things that need to be figured out.

The word father only flashed through Shen An's mind.

She never tried to ask Liu Fengyue about him because Shen An was really not interested.

The more you know, the more trouble you have.

She has never received the love and care of her father, so there is no need to bear this worry. She only needs to find out what happened to her mother.

A warm hand suddenly reached out and covered her eyes, and her vision, which had some light, was completely black.

"Sleep, don't think about it. You still have a chance to sleep when I'm by your side. You still don't take care of your body."

The lazy and hoarse tone was that Twelve's voice had not changed.

The familiar scene stirred up nerves, and Shen An's body trembled in the darkness.

The thoughts that were interrupted by Liu Fengyue were now completed because of him, the last piece of the memory puzzle that was not completely recalled.

It was because she had a different feeling for Twelve at that time...

After she had a stomachache and a high fever, and there was a strong wind outside the window on a thunderstorm night, he was the only one beside her who took care of her every step of the way.

That day he also gently covered her eyes and said, "Don't be afraid."

In addition, if it is true that he fell in love with Zero Four, it means that Shen An knew that he was an android.

While memorizing the code of professional ethics for engineers.

Still fell in love with this robot...twice...

His stomach throbbed violently, and his arched back bumped lightly against Liu Fengyue's waist and abdomen. He noticed something was wrong and opened his eyes to look at her.

"what happened?"

Putting his palm on the painful spot, without thinking, Shen An subconsciously denied it: "No, it's nothing."

"Stomach upset?"

His warm hands slowly moved up her waist, and he gently pulled her hand away.

"let me."

His broad palms almost completely covered the painful area, and he slowly rubbed her waist and abdomen. The temperature in his palms was still rising a little, which was not the normal body temperature.

The twelve machines can be heated locally. They are large-scale walking electric heaters that he learned and modified at home.

Obviously this can relieve the discomfort, but Shen An feels a little more uncomfortable, and his body can't help trembling.

The memories of half a year came flooding back. Twelve had always been like this. He took good care of her. He was a perfect home-based AI assistant, and it was hard not to be tempted.

So when Liu Fengyue tortured her and questioned her, Shen An thought about all the AIs, but she just didn't think he would be Twelve.

She always felt that such a good Twelve would do well even if he changed his owner. The person who bought him would still have money, and he would be loved and cared for, which would be better than staying with her.

She really didn't expect it to be like this.

His already tight and guilty heart gradually collapsed under his comfort. At first, Shen An just cried quietly, but later it turned into soft sobs.

The hand that was gently massaging paused.

"What's wrong? It hurts so much. Let me get you some medicine."

She grabbed her wrist as she tried to pull away, and Liu Fengyue rose halfway up before being pulled back again, looking down at her.

Shen An's head was almost buried in the pillow, and he seemed to say something vaguely.

He had no choice but to lean over and listen. The intermittent voices connected together into a complete sentence:

"Twelve, I'm sorry."

This kind of apology never made Liu Fengyue happy. What he wanted to be was never twelve, but zero four, but he didn't say anything tonight.

I wanted to get her medicine, but she wouldn't let go.

He rubbed her patiently again, and when he lowered his head to coax her to get her medicine, Shen An had already fallen asleep.

In the darkness, Liu Fengyue's helpless sigh was particularly clear in the long night.