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Hearing this, Qiao Yichen felt his ears burn. What is this guy talking about?But at this time, it is obviously not convincing to insist on saying "I didn't cry for you".There was no other way, Qiao Yichen simply scowled, stared at it and said:

"Also, it's easy to find me for a while. What did you do in the afternoon?"

Qiao Yichen tried his best to put on the most fierce expression.

Sure enough, the robot bowed his head apologetically and said he was sorry.

"I think it's going to rain, I'm afraid you won't have an umbrella when you go home."

really.

"Sorry, I lost the umbrella."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. If you didn't lose me, I begged heaven and earth to worship my ancestors."

"I won't lose it."

"Still stubborn, then what do you want to do without going home after soaking in the water so late?"

"I……"

It is uncommonly at a loss for words.

"By the way, what's the matter with your battery not being charged properly, do you want to ask your father to fix it for you?"

"I don't know either, it should be... just like human insomnia."

Insomnia?

"What's on your mind?" Qiao Yichen asked.

The robot didn't answer.

Qiao Yichen was a little delicate.Does it have secrets that it doesn't want to tell people?Although it's normal to have privacy, and I have no right to interfere, but when it comes to the broken plate, the broken finger, the destroyed memory, and the suspicious-eyed middle-aged woman in the supermarket, Qiao Yichen always feels a faint uneasiness in his heart.

I hope I am worrying too much.

Its chest was warm, and after a while Qiao Yichen started yawning again.Leaning his head against the small electric heater, he could hear the "humming" sound of the machine running in his ears.Thinking that this guy is really not human, Qiao Yichen closed his eyes and fell asleep easily.

***

Opening his eyes again, Qiao Yichen found himself lying on the bed at home.He was wearing clean pajamas, and the clock was reading 7:28.In 2 minutes, the alarm clock will ring.Walking out of the bedroom, Georgia sat quietly by the wall, closing her eyes as if charging.

Also not sure how it brought itself back.But as smart as it is, it shouldn't be a problem.

After yawning and making coffee, Qiao Yichen stretched his waist and prepared to go to work.Because of the heavy rain yesterday, it is estimated that the people in the office will not arrive on time this morning.Taking a roundabout step, Qiao Yichen straightened his tie, greeted his "sleeping" good friend, and left home leisurely.

The company is as usual, the office door is locked, there is no water stain on the ground, and even the old lock under the fire escape on the side of the building is hanging precariously as before.That child is so caring, he is simply his own caring little padded jacket.Eh?This doesn't feel right.

The heavy rain made the people in the office listless.Within a few minutes of getting off work, the people next door all walked away.Qiao Yichen also picked up his bag, and was going to go back to eat early and get a good night's sleep. It hurts too much to stay up late recently. If his mother finds out, he should call and talk about himself again.

Along the way, I thought about what kind of meal that guy would cook?Qiao Yichen opened the door with ease.

Total darkness.

Thinking about it, Qiao Yichen almost didn't come up in one breath.

What's wrong with this.

Turning on the light, Georgia still sat there, in the same position as when she left in the morning.

"Hey, why don't you turn on the light?" Qiao Yichen heaved a sigh of relief, walked up to it, and patted it on the shoulder.

The shoulders that were warm and soft yesterday were now cold and stiff.

It's turned off.

***

Hearing his own crying voice, Qiao Yichen could imagine the sudden rage of the boss who had a stinky face all day long.I quickly called the second-hand store to ask what was going on, only to hear the store owner say in a rough voice:

"That stupid thing! It burned itself out!"

burnt out?

"It...can't it regulate body temperature?"

"The control is not used like that? It's an emergency constant temperature device to prevent it from being thrown into the snow mountain. How can it be so hot all night? Even if a person has a fever, it will go wrong after a long time!"

I groaned in my heart.

"Then... what should we do then?"

"Let's take it to me to have a look first, and that's all we can do now. If there are too many damaged parts, well... I can't guarantee that it will be repaired well."

……

what does this mean.

Qiao Yichen's mind was blank.

He said it might not be a good repair?

The boss kept calling "Hello" on the phone, and Qiao Yichen suddenly realized that he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

No, it won't just break.

"Don't worry, if this is broken, you can pick whatever I have in my store, and you will never lose..."

He was obviously alive and kicking a few hours ago.

"This kid is really troublesome. He knows how to cause trouble all day long, or..."

"It's not its fault!" Qiao Yichen lost his voice.

"I forced it to raise its temperature. It's all because of me. It's my problem. I will pay for the repair, no matter how much it costs! Can you...can you think of a way...to fix it?"

The store manager didn't speak, and was silent for a while.When Qiao Yichen was about to despair, he finally let out a heavy sigh.

"Check first and then talk."

***

Two or 10 minutes later, the owner of the store appeared downstairs in a light truck with the second-hand store logo on it.The two worked together to lift the robot, which had become extremely heavy due to the power outage, onto the car.Qiao Yichen refused the boss's dissuasion and insisted on going with him.So, for the fourth time in a month, Qiao Yichen stepped into this small gray building filled with a strange atmosphere.

The boss blocked himself outside the iron door with a combination lock. Qiao Yichen had no choice but to sit down on the chair in the store again.Only then did he realize that his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

When it is repaired, I must scold it severely.Ask why it is so ignorant.Originally, I would just wipe it off with a towel, so why do such a thing...why...

Qiao Yichen bit his fist.

It's dangerous when the circulating fluid is dry. Why don't you say that high temperature for a long time will damage your body?Even if it says that it doesn't feel pain, it seems that it is probably lying to itself.Thinking of the first time I saw it, in a corner full of dust, it looked like it had no legs...

There were faint footsteps downstairs.

Qiao Yichen stood up in a jerk, and hurried into the corridor, just in time for the shop owner to come up with a cigarette in his mouth. Seeing him, he frowned and said:

"Wait two weeks."

The hanging heart slammed back into the stomach.Qiao Yichen couldn't hold it back for a moment, and wiped his nose twice in front of people in a useless manner.

***

After work, Qiao Yichen reported to the second-hand store non-stop.Basically, the boss meets once and catches up once.When I can't see anyone, I can't even enter the door.Qiao Yichen didn't know what happened to that guy at all, whether the repair went smoothly or not.After looking through the crack of the door for a long time, I realized that a pair of big eyes in the crack of the door were also looking at me.

!

Qiao Yichen was so frightened that he almost staggered to the ground.Lele opened the door and said with a smile, "You're here today too, Brother Yichen?"

Brother Yi Chen.

It was a bit embarrassing to be called that at first, but of course I am completely used to it now.

"How's it going today, Lele." He said and rubbed its head.The boy shook his head like a puppy shaking fur, and said in an exaggerated tone: "That's great!"

Walking into the yard full of broken copper and iron, and asking about Georgia as usual, Lele just said that the store manager hasn't come out of the basement for several days.Qiao Yichen didn't know if it was really unclear, or if he was prevaricating himself.

"Brother Yi Chen, if Xiao Ba really can't repair well, will you be sad?"

It suddenly asked such a sentence.

Qiao Yichen was a little flustered.It doesn't know what it knows, so let's find out what it says on the sidelines.Seeing that his face was really ugly, Lele said quickly: "I just asked casually, with my father's craftsmanship, it can't be repaired badly."

"I……"

if it really...

"I should... feel as sad as a friend died."

Thinking of Lao Yang being hit by a car one day... Pooh!Qiao Yichen, what are you thinking about.If the person surnamed Yang really knew about this, he would definitely say something like a hooligan who said "I can't finish with you". The friendship between us for so many years is not as good as the gadget you just bought for a month?

Qiao Yichen smiled wryly.But the boy-like robot next to him, his eyes dimmed.

***

"He... is here today too."

In the darkness, a thin figure approached the bed.

"Keep asking about you..."

faint tone.

"Also said that if you can't fix it well, he will be as sad as a friend who died."

Stretch out your hand and wrap it around its neck.

"You..." Heiying sneered, "You really have a good master."

Hold it slowly and tighten.

……

"thank you for telling me."

The hand stopped suddenly.

The lying person opened his eyes, and continued, "I...a bit reminded of the past."

Soi Ying let go of his hand, and said with disdain:

"Didn't you take the initiative to ask for the memory to be erased? Why, now you want to go back from Lao Xu?"

The lying person shook his head: "It's just a faint impression that I remember it, not really remembering anything." It also said, "Since I chose to give up, I will never ask for it back. It's just..."

"only?"

"It's just a faint feeling - the original me will not stay by his side at ease."

Hei Ying snorted: "You think so far. Without your daddy Xu reloading for you, how could you change back to the 'original you' for no reason"?

"'How to change back to the original me'?" The lying man chewed the words in a low voice.

The black shadow's face changed: "No way? You—"

"No!" The man quickly replied, "No..."

It closed its eyes again.

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