Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Even if some data can be saved and inherited, the relevant capabilities are there.

However, the unique operating methods and individual differences in thinking patterns cannot be copied.

Just like Shen An, she can create a bionic person that perfectly inherits Liu Fengyue's abilities by analyzing and inheriting data.

But at most, they only have the same abilities.

That bionic man, even if he inherited the memory data, would no longer be Liu Fengyue.

After all, there is only one heart.

However, Liu Fengyue did not listen to Shen An's only sincere advice tonight.

Still nonchalant, going his own way, with a calm tone:

"What does it matter? I have been suffering from insomnia in the past few days and have never had a good rest at all."

"Shen An, I told you, I have already adapted to the wear and tear caused by this."

"Can robots also suffer from insomnia?"

Shen An blurted out these words.

His tone was full of surprise, and after questioning, he couldn't help laughing.

How is it possible? You can sleep by pressing the power button.

She only listened to his words as a joke.

Liu Fengyue's face was a bit gloomy, and she chopped the kitchen knife on the chopping board with such force that Shen An's heart trembled.

She didn't dare to continue laughing.

The room fell into awkward silence again.

The only sounds left were Liu Fengyue waving the spatula and the clattering sound of cooking.

And although he didn't speak, the figure from behind was obviously in a very unhappy mood, and she didn't dare to leave.

Therefore, Shen An could only watch his back silently.

That skillful movement made her vaguely see the shadow of Twelve, and she couldn't help but think about it.

in fact.

If nothing had happened.

If she hadn't sold him back then.

or.

If Twelve is not a machine, but a living person.

Then, at this moment, he must be an extremely perfect husband, an impeccable family man.

Unfortunately, no if.

Thinking about it, Shen An's heart ached again, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, lowering her head and no longer looking at him.

If it was just for money, she wouldn't actually feel so uncomfortable, because in the end, it's all for her own benefit.

However, Shen An didn't dare to admit it at all.

Giving up Twelve was more because of her selfishness...

It's not just about money at all.

Because by keeping him by her side, relying on Twelve's gradually evolving abilities, they could get better and better.

AI inherently evolves and becomes more powerful the more it is trained.

The long-term benefits of keeping a perfect AI Twelve will definitely be much higher than selling him.

How could Shen An not be able to tell the difference?

She simply sold him to prove to herself at that time:

She didn't actually fall in love with him, or with a robot...

It was because of that gamble, for a reason that was completely ridiculous when I think about it now.

Step by step, the current situation was created.

Why don't you bring it upon yourself?

Liu Fengyue impatiently pushed the steaming stir-fried cabbage in front of Shen An, interrupting her lowered thoughts.

"That's all you have, let's eat."

He originally wanted to cook fish for her, but he didn't know how to cut it, so it wasn't worthy of eating.

Hearing this, Shen An raised his head again. The simple home-cooked dishes under his hands were also delicious and delicious.

It's much better than the one she made herself.

After recovering from the illness, Shen An originally had no appetite.

But under Liu Fengyue's gaze, after being forced to take a few bites, the greedy man was lured out again.

Eating delicious food would indeed make her feel better. When she looked up, she saw such a handsome face.

What a wonderful married life, perfect husband.

Mixed feelings……

Shen An silently lowered his head again, silently picking at the porridge in the bowl.

Opposite me, the person sitting suddenly snorted coldly:

"Of course I will suffer from insomnia. Only heartless people will not be unable to sleep."

"For example, you, Shen An, are more like a robot than me in terms of ruthlessness."

Shen An, who was engrossed in eating, choked on his sudden words.

Sure enough, Liu Fengyue, who can't speak, is still heart-warming.

She thought he was silent just now because he was too lazy to pay attention to her.

As a result, it turned out that I had been holding it in until now, and I am still brooding about it.

Really, very cautious.

Without commenting on his words, Shen An silently picked up the food in the bowl, and some thoughts quietly grew in his heart.

In fact, it is not necessary to drive Liu Fengyue away...

Perhaps, just abolish him so that he no longer has so much authority and power.

It would be a good life to have him cook during the day and warm the bed at night...

Thinking about it, Shen An smiled bitterly to himself.

The bowl she held blocked most of her expression.

Forget it, what do you think.

She might not be able to get rid of Liu Fengyue even if she tried to kill him, so she still wanted to be soft-hearted.

If she really wanted to keep him alive, he might find another opportunity one day and torture her again.

Men, there are many good ones, not least of which is this robot.

There will always be someone better than him...

Thinking randomly, Shen An's phone screen suddenly lit up after being placed on the table.

She looked down and saw the news from Liu Zhuoze, who seemed to be asking her if she was feeling better.

After a pause, she put down the bowl and tapped it with her fingers.

Thinking of something about Liu Zhuoze, Shen An was a little lost. He hadn't figured out how to reply yet, so he planned to check the time first.

The mobile phone that was not grabbed was suddenly snatched away by Liu Fengyue.

His wandering thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

Unhappily raised his head, faced his ungrateful expression, and gritted his teeth. Shen An's desire to tear him down suddenly became extremely strong.

This kind of rebellious robot cannot survive at all!

Liu Fengyue didn't care, pressed the screen, put her phone in her hand to play with, and said quietly:

"Tomorrow is his death anniversary."

That's why Shen An wanted to check the time.

After being ill for a few days, she wanted to see if she had missed her death anniversary, and he guessed it.

Deliberately looking cold, Shen An raised her eyebrows and asked him:

"so what?"

Liu Fengyue didn't seem to hear her rhetorical question. She glanced at the empty bowl on the table and continued to hint:

"I've fed you, now it's my turn."

He wanted to threaten her again.

But Shen An has already seen her mother. She doesn't care much about the formality. It doesn't really matter whether the death anniversary goes or not.

Regarding this kind of thing, Liu Fengyue couldn't actually threaten her.

But today, Shen An suddenly and inexplicably felt that it was not impossible to act with him.

After all, Liu Fengyue really took good care of her today. Shen An didn't want to owe him. Maybe, she could satisfy him once...

But she didn't know that Liu Fengyue was very angry now.

If he knew, Shen An would not have such ridiculous ideas.

But at this moment, in that short time, in that atmosphere.

She couldn't think about it carefully anymore, so she wondered whether it was right.

Looking at Liu Fengyue's aggressive gaze, Shen An seemed to be bewitched by him.

Without much hesitation, he blurted out the question almost subconsciously:

"How do I feed you?"

But the two of them knew the answer.