my robot boyfriend

"Night, that—"

Chen Wei was pushed to the second floor by the group of people, and looked back at me with regret.I hurriedly smiled at him, saying that it doesn't matter to let me alone.

But he was still worried: "I'll be back in a while! Wait for me, don't run around!"

"My house is so big. Where can he go? Don't get tired of it and go! If you lose me, can I accompany you ten times?"

With a disgusted face, Lu Lin patted me on the shoulder, and pointed to the small bar with many clear wine glasses hanging in the corner of the living room on the first floor.

Behind the bar, a handsome male robot with long black hair and a dark shirt with a butterfly collar can be seen from a distance, skillfully mixing drinks.

"My house, you can visit as you like, you can visit any room. If you are still bored after visiting, the housekeeper over there is Linyuan. You go to him, he will entertain you, good boy."

After speaking, he picked up a glass of champagne and went out to welcome the guests again.

I entered the living room, and looked around Lu Lin's house with curiosity—it was much bigger than Chen Wei's house, and it also made the first floor transparent, and the paintings and wall lamps were very flamboyant like him a feeling of.

All the windows on the second floor and the dome are beautiful stained glass, decorated with various Baroque reliefs, and decorated like a gorgeous church.

"..."

Next to the living room, there is a small room on the side, the door is not closed, and there are many people sitting neatly in rows.

I suddenly remembered that when the owner had a party at home, he always set aside such a small room in the other hall next to the living room.

It should be "Repository".

All guests' bags, coats, and the artificial intelligence robots that accompany them will be "stored" there.

This is the customary rule of human beings, which is the case for most parties. The host’s robot is responsible for welcoming the guests, and it is inconvenient for the guests to bring the robots. They usually sit in rows in this kind of "small black room". Wait until the party is over.

If I hadn't been favored by Chen Wei, I should have been sitting there, right?

……

But in fact, "sit on the bench" is not a boring thing.

So many artificial intelligences gather together, and none of them are dumb. They can always take this opportunity to get to know each other, chat happily and so on.

Even sometimes, the relationship between the masters will become better because of the better artificial intelligence. This has always been the happiest thing for us.

The owners of these robots in the room are all Chen Wei's classmates and friends.

That being the case, maybe there may be many opportunities to meet in the future.

Why don't you go over and say hello?

Thinking about it this way, his eyes just met the eyes of a beautiful woman in a cheongsam with black hair hanging down her ears among the group of robots.

His vermilion lips and bright eyes are so glamorous and undeniable, it's just a glint of eyes that lifts his eyes, which is rare to see full of antiquity.

He was beaming and telling stories, and all the robots were laughing around him.He also raised the corners of his lips lightly, smiling happily, but just smiling like that, the look in his eyes became more and more strange——

His eyes were cold and pierced like sharp knives. In the end, it could almost be called vicious and vicious.

I froze in place, not daring to take another step forward.

At first I thought I was wrong.But looking at the past again, he still hides a knife in his smile, with a cold look in his eyes.

I don't know……

……

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

At 10:[-], all the guests had already gathered on the second floor for a banquet.After several large boxes of beer and red wine were brought up, the bar on the first floor seemed a little deserted.

The butler, Lin Yuan, was carefully wiping the glass. The smoky gray columnar Crystal by his ear and the clear edge of the goblet in his hand reflected the dim yellow light from the top of the bar.

Without exception, Lu Lin's robots are all beauties.

But in my opinion, none of them is more outstanding than the butler Linyuan in front of me.He also has black hair and black eyes. In front of his handsome and elegant appearance, I am more than a little bit ashamed.

But, but why...

Gaze down to his hand holding the cup.

The joints and knuckles of the fingers are designed completely separately. Although the movement of shaking the snow cup is skillful and dexterous, after all, it is far from the shape design of ordinary human hands.

This kind of hand seems to be the shape of an "antique machine" a long time ago.

Thinking about it carefully, the current Crystal should also be mostly in the shape of raindrops, and the columnar design like the one he wears on his ears has long passed the popular period.

So he, is he really an "antique machine"?

But if you look at the face, you can't see any old traces at all!

"The older the robot, the less valuable it is", this is the general logic.

But if it is an "antique machine" that has been stored for 200 years and is still usable, that is a different matter entirely.

Robots are passed on from generation to generation in the family. It sounds easy, but there are very few families who can really insist on passing on the worthless old things.

What's more, even if most of the models want to be passed on, they will break down after a certain period of time. It is really very, very rare for an antique to last for so long and still be as intact and smooth as the "Linyuan" in front of you.

Today's 100-year-old out-of-print antique machine, the price in the collection market starts at tens of millions, which is more expensive than advanced customization, and it is completely equivalent to a walking collection currency.

So the image of the handsome man with long black hair in front of me was even more golden in my eyes.

"Hi, my name is Eclipse."

"I know you," he lowered his eyes, with a warm feeling, "It's really enviable to be the exclusive property of Master Xia Ye. So, let's make that for you today, a special mint-flavored cocktail - clover lucky Grass, wait for me a moment."

mint flavor...

When he laughed, his eyes were crooked, just like Bai Mo's shyness when he smiled.

The back view of turning around to get the wine is inexplicably coincident with the memory.

I like mint flavored things, and only Bai Mo will remember this matter forever.And I never forget to make me a cup of mint tea, which is sweet and calming, every afternoon.

When the wine came, I took a sip, and my lips and teeth were filled with a familiar taste.

……

The twilight of the bar counter fell into a bright white, and the memory seemed to fly back to the former house and the garden after the sun in the afternoon.There was a huge wisteria tree in the garden, hanging down with colorful flowers.

On the rattan table and chairs under the tree, a cup of steaming mint tea in white porcelain wafts an enticing fragrance.The host was leisurely flipping through the picture album with a lollipop in his mouth, while Bai Mo was standing by the table with a tray in his arms, smiling.

Even if his beloved was robbed, Bai Mo never hated me, and he never forgot to take care of me.

But I never let go of my grudge, and never really regarded him as my friend.

From the first meeting to the separation, it has been five years.

Maybe it's because the woody fragrance at the bar always has an old sadness, or maybe it's just an old song that is sung slowly, the whole mood is suddenly moist, and I suddenly want to know whether Bai Mo is doing well now.

Is it still by the master's side, and is the master treating him well?

Will you occasionally think of the sweet mint tea you made for me when you are making hot chocolate for the host?

I am no longer here.Can the master give him a little more of the love he gave me back then?

"What's the matter, are you worried?"

Lin Yuan with dark jade eyes stretched out his hand with separated phalanges, and touched my head, as if he was stroking the fur of some small animal.

"Be more cheerful, kid." He said, "Even if you have something on your mind, you can't show it easily. Otherwise, if Master Xia Ye sees it, he will definitely worry about you."

"……kid?"

He bent his eyes again: "Well, can you tell? I am an old antique, but inside I am a grandfather who is almost a hundred years old."

It really is an antique machine.I looked into his peaceful eyes and imagined silently—what kind of feeling would it be like to live like him for nearly 100 years?

"Come on, smile, that's right. Have you drunk the clover? Let me make you another cup of 'Angel's Kiss'. Add white chocolate, and the taste will be very sweet and mellow."

"After drinking, cheer up quickly! You are lucky enough, do you know that there are many robots here who envy you? It is such a blessing to meet a master like Master Xia Ye, you know right?"

I know.

That kind of thing, of course I know.

……

He turned around to get the wine again, his long black hair fluttering and tied neatly with a small gray ribbon that was somewhat broken.

Even with such a broken thing on him, there is an inexplicable impression of priceless value.I thought to myself that a person with an elegant temperament, as expected, even his back has a calmness that has been accumulated for a long time.

Just thinking about it, he has already made an angel kiss with ice. On the rich foam, he also put extra mint leaves and a lovely red berry for me.

He was about to hand it over, but was snatched from mid-air by a shiny and white hand.

"Thank you, old man."

The soft waist is wrapped under the gorgeous red cheongsam.The man leaned against the bar, looking at Meixing's delicate face of the Republic of China.The crimson crystal earrings under the short hair with drooping ears look like a drop of blood, and the whole person looks like some kind of... very gorgeous, red and coquettish flower.

It's not someone else, but the beauty who stared at me with scary eyes in the "storage office" just now.

Even so close, I couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman.I saw that the fingertips were exquisite and translucent and half-stained with Kodan, holding the white "Angel's Kiss", which was even more blood-like red.

"Little Eleven, how did you snatch the wine from the guests?"

"Aiya," the beauty's eyes rolled, her red lips parted slightly, "Don't be so stingy, old man~ Just make him another cup."

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out the hand that was not holding the wine to me, with the back of the hand facing upwards.

But I really couldn't understand whether he wanted to shake hands or whether he wanted me to kiss him.

It's fine if it's a woman.But if it's a man, it's a bit rude to kiss, right?

"I heard that you were brought here by Master Xia Ye." He smiled faintly, his eyes still provocative. "Then, you should be the legendary 'Si Zhan'?"

Si Zhan?

I've never heard the name.

Seeing me frowning, the enchanting beauty frowned, and the corner of Yinhong's mouth twitched: "Master, I remember correctly, right? The AN that Master Xia Ye has been thinking about all these years is called 'Si Zhan', right?"

"Eleventh, if you have nothing to do, help the master entertain guests! Don't just talk nonsense all day long just because the master spoils you."

"I'm not talking nonsense~ I'm obviously chatting in a very, friendly, friendly way. This can be regarded as helping and entertaining guests in a sense? Don't you think it's 'Si Zhan'? By the way, I don't have myself yet. Can you introduce me? My name is Zhu Hua, fortunately, I will."

The author has something to say: I am in Taohuatan, Xuancheng.

Li Bai, you are a scumbag, don't you know that the prefect of Xuancheng knows?

@to my wife's little mouth