Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

Drowsiness surged up for no reason as he breathed, and as time passed, Shen An's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

His palms were clasped together with hers, and after a long time, Liu Fengyue pressed her head against her head and asked in a low voice:

"Shen An, if it weren't for Ji Yunzhou, would you still be so obedient to me?"

As he spoke, it seemed that he had no intention of waiting for Shen An to answer. As if he had thought of the answer, Liu Fengyue smiled mockingly and asked and answered:

"No way."

"Actually, even now you still have selfish motives, but even though you know it, I still can't bear to let it go. Do you think I'm cheap?"

"Shen An, do you know? I really have no intention of attacking Ji Yunzhou this time, but you don't even have this little trust in me. Why don't you want to believe me?"

He was talking to himself, just like a poor puppy talking to himself, and his tone of voice was very contagious.

Shen An, whose head was dizzy and was about to fall asleep in his arms, unconsciously followed his rhythm and thought:

Yes, why would Liu Fengyue let Ji Yunzhou go?

Their fingers intertwined, slowly intertwining, and the warmth dissipated.

He continued to talk to himself again:

"Shen An, are you curious? Curious about why I don't do anything and just stay with you? Yes, why do you think it is?"

As he thought about it, his embrace became tighter and tighter, his heart beating together, and listening to his voice, Shen An's body completely relaxed.

A familiar voice keeps ringing in my ears:

"Because I really want to start over with you, because I really want to be a good husband, because I know I did something wrong before."

"Shen An, I know I hurt you before, and I know you hate me to the core of your being now."

"I want to make up for it. I can restore Ji Yunzhou's health, and I am willing to do anything for you until the day you forgive me."

"Give me a chance, please."

Shen An, who had almost completely given up on self-thinking and felt dizzy, muttered while half asleep and half awake:

"it is good."

"Then you still lied to me, Shen An."

Gently rubbing her earlobe, after getting the answer, Liu Fengyue couldn't wait and continued to whisper almost close to Shen An.

The low, hoarse voice is alluring and alluring.

At this moment, Shen An, whose eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up at all, closed his eyes completely.

The connection between her body and the outside world was only by listening to his words, and in her mind, a picture was constructed entirely by him.

Leaning peacefully in Liu Fengyue's arms, she didn't want to think about anything or do anything.

After he finished speaking, he just let out a soft "Hmm..." to express his denial. After that, she even began to breathe at the same frequency as him.

As docile as a doll.

Gently stroking Shen An's head, seeing that the situation was almost the same, Liu Fengyue leaned over and slowly continued in her ear word by word:

"Then tell me, Shen An, what did you ask Liu Zhuoze to prepare?"

After countless preparations and temptations, the devil finally showed his fangs.

The whisper-like guidance started from the ear and completely flowed into Shen An's dream like a river.

"Um……"

Responding softly, feeling his caress and warmth, she gradually let go of all her defenses. When her consciousness was blurred, she took the initiative to raise her body and rub her cheek under his lips.

He stroked her chin with his fingertips. Seeing that Shen An still didn't answer, Liu Fengyue lowered her eyes and asked again:

"There doesn't need to be any secrets between us, so dear, can you come and tell me in person, what exactly are the things you said outside the ward at noon today, and what are the things you asked him to prepare for you."

"Yes……"

"Huh? What is it?"

"It's... a gun."

The result was completely unexpected. The moment he got the accurate answer, Liu Fengyue's body froze.

After a moment to regain his mood, he held her hand and comforted her softly:

"Well, baby, I understand. Just keep sleeping. Don't be afraid. I'm always by your side."

"When you wake up, don't remember anything."

In his arms, following his words, Shen An fell into a deep sleep.

Putting her gently into the soft bedding, Liu Fengyue covered her with the duck down quilt, then stood up and put away the volatile incense bottle hidden behind the partition.

Pushing open the closed window, the gentle wind blew in under the setting sun, blowing away the fragrance in the air.

Standing beside the bed, there was already a thin layer of sweat between the palms of his hands that were holding hers.

When the psychological defense is weak, coupled with the trust and dependence on the hypnotist in the heart, it is the key to the success of hypnosis.

The first time the guidance failed, Liu Fengyue was a little disappointed.

But now that he succeeded, he was not as happy as he imagined.

Why did Liu Zhuoze prepare a gun?

Behind him, Shen An, who was trapped in some kind of dream, murmured meaninglessly, interrupting his thoughts.

Quickly walking to the bed, Liu Fengyue held her hand and asked softly:

"What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?"

Her fingers were tightly grasped by her.

Lying on the bed, Shen An's eyes were still closed and his brows were furrowed. It was obvious that he was sleeping extremely uneasily, so he had no choice but to lean down and hold her in his arms.

He stroked her back again and again, finally coaxing her back to normal.

Liu Fengyue hung up the phone just as it rang. After a glance, he tried to pull away again, but Shen An still held his fingers firmly in his hand.

Squatting down, he smiled helplessly:

"Let me go, darling, I have something to do and I'll be back soon."

Her hand still held him firmly.

Pulling his fingers gently, in his sleep, Shen An suddenly said:

"Is it you? It was you who moved your hands. You hurt him intentionally. Why..."

Liu Fengyue suddenly realized what Shen An was dreaming about, and the smile froze on his face.

His voice was a little hoarse, but he still shook his head and used a gentle tone to coax her into sleep:

"It wasn't me. I was with you that night, wasn't I?"

"fraud……"

Muttering unconsciously, Shen An slowly let go of his hand.

Even in her dream, she knew he was lying to her. Ji Yunzhou had a gentle temper and had always driven very steadily, so it was impossible for him to have such an accident.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Liu Fengyue took her hand again, whispered in her ear:

"I'm not lying to you, Shen An. If I really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be alive now."

Seeing that Shen An didn't respond, Liu Fengyue let go of her with a complicated mood, turned around and left the lounge.

*

When Shen An woke up, it was already very late.

There is no moon in the night sky and no stars can be seen in the brightly lit city.

Rubbing her eyes, she slowly stood up, skillfully found her mobile phone from the bedside table, and turned on the screen. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

She actually slept for so long again.

After fumbling open the door to the lounge and putting on his coat, Shen An went to the elevator entrance according to his memory.

Pressing the button, the elevator slowly rose to that floor. When she opened the door, she bumped into Liu Fengyue.