Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Taking her daughter's little hand into hers, the mother, although still asking, had already taken off her coat and wanted to put it on her daughter.

The child didn't want it, and insisted on letting his mother wear it back. The childish voice repeated:

"Mom gets cold too, so mom wears it."

As he said that, he threw himself into his mother's arms:

"Xuanxuan is not cold at all when she is hugged by her mother."

Their cute little faces rubbed against the woman's arms, and their laughter seemed to penetrate the dull rainy day.

After watching quietly for a while, Shen An slowly stepped forward.

When she saw a stranger, the little girl subconsciously hid in her mother's arms. The woman raised her head and looked at her handing the umbrella with surprise.

"Here, it's cold outside, take the umbrella and go back with the kids."

The woman hesitated a little, but when Shen An insisted on holding it, she finally took it.

"Thank you. What about you?"

"A friend will pick me up soon, so go back quickly."

Perhaps Shen An's expression was too believable. After thanking her repeatedly, the woman picked up the child, held an umbrella and left.

Holding her mother's neck tightly, the two gradually moved away.

The little girl was still waving and smiling at her, shouting: "Thank you, big sister."

Shen An also waved to her.

The place is remote, it's almost lunch time, and it seems to be a certain season today. At this moment, there are no pedestrians on the road.

After those two people also walked out of her sight, Shen An's feeling that had disappeared for a long time suddenly returned.

Inside the thick coat, the wet clothes stuck to her skin, making her shiver.

The muscles in my limbs were stiff and seemed to be cramped, and I felt pain everywhere.

Leaning against the wall, where the mother and daughter had been, Shen An slowly squatted down.

Holding myself in my arms, I still felt sore and cold.

I feel less cold when my mother hugs me.

But, she no longer has a mother...

The tears couldn't stop anymore and rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.

The physical pain was far less than the stinging pain in his chest. In the end, Shen An couldn't see anything and didn't know what he was doing.

She felt as if there was an abyss beneath her, swallowing her up.

Just when she wanted to give up her struggle, something pulled her back. Someone called her name.

Does anyone actually care about her life or death?

Struggling, Shen An suddenly sat up from the bed.

Because I was still running a low fever, my head felt dizzy, my temples ached, and my whole body felt weak and hot.

After a while, she opened her eyes, and the long-lost light fell into her world again.

"Have you gotten enough sleep?"

The familiar voice sounded above her head, which actually made her feel a little relieved.

She raised her eyes and looked over. Before she could see Liu Fengyue's expression clearly, the face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes and accurately covered her lips.

After the back of the head was tightly clasped, he pried open his lips and teeth tyrannically and asked inwards without hesitation.

Shen An's newly recovered breath was almost snuffed out by Liu Fengyue.

Her head suddenly woke up and her eyes widened. She raised her hand and pushed his chest randomly, and his wrists were clasped by him again. They pressed them together and held them tightly in her hands.

I can't breathe.

Fortunately, Liu Fengyue still had some sense left. After asking for a kiss almost frantically, she saw Shen An's face getting even scarier and let her go.

Panting heavily, her already weak body was taken into his arms again and pressed tightly against his chest.

The sound of the mechanical heart running and his body trembled against Shen An's ears.

"You scare me."

Holding Shen An's face with his warm palms and resting his chin on Shen An's forehead, Liu Fengyue's voice even sounded a little pitiful:

"Shen An, you really slept for a long time... a long time."

Following her broken breath, she punched Liu Fengyue hard on the chest.

Who scared whom?

I didn't sleep to death, but I almost died from suffocation because of him.

The knuckles bumped against his hard chest, turning red, and were held in Liu Fengyue's hand again, and her fingertips were wrapped by warmer fingers.

He leaned down and kissed her again, the delicate kisses from the corners of her mouth to her neck were very disturbing.

When Liu Fengyue finally calmed down and leaned on his arm, Shen An was able to take a good look at him.

That incomparably beautiful mask had a rare trace of tiredness in it. He held her hand tightly, but his palm was much warmer than hers.

"How long have you been operating under high pressure?"

Shen An raised her hand and touched Liu Fengyue's neck, then touched it down from there. Shen An, realizing something was wrong, frowned and asked him.

His body was heating up.

The heat is abnormal.

"Twenty-four hours, or forty-eight hours, or more... I can't remember."

Shaking his head honestly, seeing that Shen An had regained some energy, Liu Fengyue's core that had been running tight for a long time was a little unable to hold on at this moment.

With dim eyes, he leaned his head on her shoulder and neck, and the heat spread against her skin:

"Shen An, do you know that you have been having a fever since I picked you up on the roadside, and the fever has not gone away all night."

"The next day, my body temperature finally dropped, but I still couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed."

"Why do you have to be alone in the rain? Why don't you go home? Why don't you call me..."

"why……"

At the end, Liu Fengyue's voice became lower and lower, but he held her tighter and tighter.

Don't leave him alone.

The scorching sadness and temperature almost burned her through the thin fabric of her pajamas, and the iron arms were so tight that Shen An couldn't breathe.

The discomfort made her unable to help but struggle. Pressing his arm, she slowly pushed Liu Fengyue away.

Those tired eyes looked at her, as calm as his tone.

Inside, there was a loneliness and unwillingness that Shen An couldn't understand.

Actually, he wasn't questioning her.

She opened her mouth and held his arm, but Shen An still looked away and said nothing in the end.

By the ear, Liu Fengyue sighed softly, let go of her, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I made porridge. When you wake up, let's go eat some cushion first."

Putting on the clothes he handed over, Shen An got out of bed, stepped on the warm ground, and quickly left the bedroom as if fleeing.

When she came to the living room, the first thing she did was to look around for her coat.

Finally found it on the balcony.

The first time he saw it, Shen An's heart suddenly froze. He quickly walked over and reached into his half-dried pocket, and felt completely cold.

The chip is missing...

Shen An didn't believe that it was washed away by the washing machine. She was more willing to believe that the thing fell into Liu Fengyue's hands.

Stabilizing her mind, she closed her clothes, accepted the fact, and walked into the kitchen.

The food is tasteless.

After careful consideration, Shen An decided to go ask Liu Fengyue. After pushing the door open, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Hibernated.

She took the opportunity to touch him all over and searched the room again, but still couldn't find him.

The heart sank again, and finally, Shen An's eyes fell on the sleeping Liu Fengyue.