Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

His lips trembled, and after hesitating for a moment, Liu Zhuoze finally spoke:

"I checked. Although Liu Fengyue is actually Liu Lan's adopted son, they are not related by blood."

"But before he publicly reveals his identity, you'd better be careful when you're with him. I don't want to see you in the gossip headlines."

"Also, take care of yourself."

As he spoke, Liu Zhuoze glanced downwards and glanced at Shen An's belly.

"If something goes wrong, it will only hurt your body."

Where is this going...

She silently cursed, knowing that Liu Zhuoze actually cared about her. She was obviously speechless by his words, but Shen An couldn't say anything.

In fact, she didn't feel like she had anything to argue with or the need to explain to him.

After taking a few steps forward, Shen An sat opposite him.

Seeing that she was still willing to take the initiative to get closer, Liu Zhuoze felt a little better.

He wanted to say something more, but Ji Yunzhou's words echoed in his ears again.

After thinking about it carefully last night, Liu Zhuoze felt that what he said was actually correct.

I really don't understand Shen An.

After more than ten years, his sister not only survived, but was also found by him. Liu Zhuoze was really happy that day when Shen An's identity was confirmed.

That kind of joy even washed away his reason for a long time, making him forget that except for his sister.

Shen An is herself first.

Perhaps, he really shouldn't interfere too much with Shen An.

She is not a child in her late teens or early twenties.

Perhaps, she knew something.

But after holding it back, Liu Zhuoze still had something to say, so he looked into her eyes and continued:

"An An, I can no longer care about your relationship with Liu Fengyue, but I will tell you clearly."

"You want to play with him, that's fine."

"But there is absolutely no way anything will happen between you two. I will never allow this to happen, absolutely not."

She didn't expect any results.

Lowering his head and rolling his eyes, Shen An endured and listened to Liu Zhuoze's sermon.

Noncommittal.

After confirming that he had nothing to say, she suddenly asked:

"What is the relationship between my father and Liu Lan?"

Shen An has wanted to ask this question for a long time.

She didn't really trust Liu Fengyue, so she didn't plan to ask him.

I want to look it up, but because I still haven’t figured out my father’s name, I have too little information.

So nothing can be found.

But this is really strange. Shen An wasn't that curious at first.

As an engineer, she has a lot of means to check things. Even if she can't find the actual things, there should be other bits and pieces of information.

But the search result of the whole network is that there is no one.

There is a lot of tidbits about Liu Lan, but there is no news at all that can be related to the Liu family.

Even in all the information that Shen An could find, it was never mentioned that Liu Lan was from the Liu family.

Those information were definitely erased deliberately.

So Shen An suddenly asked about the person she thought was most likely to do this.

After being stunned for a moment, Liu Zhuoze's expression clearly showed that he neither expected her to ask nor wanted to answer.

But under her persistent gaze, her trembling lips still spoke:

"Liu Lan and his uncles, including my father, are half-brothers and sisters."

Seeing that Shen An seemed to want to ask something else, Liu Zhuoze added in a cold voice:

"That's all."

With this attitude, it was obvious that Liu Zhuoze would not answer if asked again.

Nodding, she waved her phone at him, and Shen An stood up:

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I'll check with Uncle Guan about the arrangements for the death anniversary."

Nodding, Liu Zhuoze said no more and allowed Shen An to leave.

But after she left, his eyes fell on the table in front of the sofa. In fact, he should calm down and get to know his sister better first.

Fortunately, Shen An's character is up to standard.

It's just that this kind of personality is really not like her father or her mother, it's too weird.

Like Liu Lan who goes her own way.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. After a while, Liu Zhuoze, who was immersed in his work, received a message from Uncle Guan.

Shen An really went to see him, and really asked him seriously what preparations he should make on his death day, and even helped him count his belongings.

At least, she still cares about her aunt.

Liu Zhuoze finally felt a little relieved, but he couldn't help but start to worry about what was going to happen next. He was worried about the Ji family and Liu Fengyue.

On the other side, the cemetery.

After silently listening to Uncle Guan's arrangements, Shen An asked about the specific location and went to see his mother in advance.

It is said to be mother, but in fact it is just a small monument in the green grass.

But coincidentally, it was still sunny in the morning, but twenty years later, in the afternoon when mother and daughter were about to reunite, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Then, very wisely, it started to drizzle.

After passing through the stone monuments, she found the tombstone with Shen Nian's name written on it.

When I touched it with my fingers, it was already covered with a thin layer of small water drops, which was cool.

In fact, in the past twenty years, although the times of missing her have become less and less, Shen An always wants to cry whenever he thinks of his mother.

But this time she really saw it, but she didn't feel like crying at all.

He didn't even have any expression. He just bent down and put his fingers on the cold stone tablet, silently staring at the words for a long time.

It wasn't until Uncle Guan came to pull her that Shen An realized that she had been standing in the rain for a long time.

In the drizzle, my coat was almost soaked.

An umbrella was placed above her head, and Uncle Guan gently pulled Shen An's arm.

Looking at her numb pupils that were bloodless, as if her soul had been taken away, her expression became sad unconsciously:

"Let's go."

Let's go.

Silently thinking to himself, Shen An took one last look at the small monument and mechanically followed Uncle Guan out of the cemetery with his feet.

He arranged for a driver to take Shen An back.

Sitting in the warm car didn't make her feel any peace of mind, and she looked indifferently at the scenery passing by outside the window.

In the evening, the sky was gray.

In front of her, the driver was extremely patient and asked her softly over and over again where her destination was.

The person in the back seat didn't seem to hear him.

But when the driver pressed the Bluetooth headset and wanted to ask the person on it, while looking out the window, Shen An suddenly spoke.

"Just stop here."

Facing her firm and calm eyes as she turned her head, the driver opened the door for her.

Because he was anxious to go home for dinner after get off work, Shen An said, "Thank you, you can go back first." and left in a hurry.

By some strange coincidence, Shen An got out of the car on the side of the road.

Holding an umbrella in his hand, his eyes fell on a mother and daughter not far away who were taking shelter from the rain under the eaves.

The little girl is lying on the display window, looking at the dazzling array of goods inside, raising her head to share with her mother, smiling brightly.

The mother, although she was looking at the sky worriedly just a second ago, hoping that the rain would stop.

But when his daughter was talking to him, he squatted down to respond to her with an extremely patient smile and touched his daughter's head.

"Is it cold?"