The sand sculpture thought I was a robot

Shen Lang stared at the robot's smooth and beautiful back without giving up, deep in thought.

The whole body is smooth and flat, without any screw sockets, and the joints are just like real people, but he didn't think too much about it. After all, compared to inventing an intelligent robot, artificial bones are not worth mentioning.

Where is it?

Shen Lang rested his chin in thought...

As soon as this hand touched his chin, he frowned. The foreign body feeling on his face was covered with a layer of rubber no matter how high-grade the material was. Looking at the time, it was almost an hour.

Put the quilt on the robot, turned and went to the living room.

Jane opened her eyelids, and looked out the window with blank eyes.

The sky outside the window is very blue, the white clouds are very white, and the sun is still the same, but in his eyes, the sky has changed.

It is no longer the bright and clean days of the past.

The row of cute succulents on the window made him fall into the shadow of his childhood again, why, he was always the one who got hurt.

That year, a new kid came to the kindergarten, with white clothes and bangs, cute like a little angel, and he liked it very much the first time he came in.

The little girls in the kindergarten like to surround little Jane and play with him, who makes him look so good-looking.

Children are innocent, so they are naturally attracted to good-looking people or things, except for the little girl in white clothes.

Never talk to him, never talk to anyone.

Little Jianchao became more and more curious. He hesitated for a long time, and took the initiative to buy the foreign hon Xingshao with the saved New Year's money to buy the solo doll first. One afternoon, when all the other children were asleep and only the two of them were there, he mustered up the courage to take the initiative to attack.

He remembered very clearly that when she put the doll on her table, she froze for a moment, then looked up and smiled sweetly at him.

The two shallow dimples seem to be wrapped in sugar, and when she smiles, her eyes are like crescent moons, and her small white teeth are neat and beautiful. It seems that when she smiles like that, the sky becomes bluer, and even the little fleshy girl she always looks at quietly by the window is also beautiful. More round and cute.

That was the first time he knew what shyness was.

Later, when his parents had an accident, he became an orphan. He was adopted at his uncle's house and changed to a kindergarten. Every night he would wake up in the dream of having his parents, and then weep in a daze, but he didn't dare to cry out.

Because this is not his home, he is afraid of causing trouble to others, even if it is his uncle who loves him as his own.

Until he found the crooked piece of paper with a row of numbers on it, dialed the child's phone watch, and a familiar voice appeared over there.

The two children chatted almost like you and me. There was nothing in the memory, but it was the only light in his darkness.

Later, he grew up slowly, in the first grade of elementary school, after he attended the wedding of his third uncle, he mustered up the courage to call Xiaodiwo.

He called her Dimple.

She called him long eyelashes.

And then the first love of the first love, after he confessed, the black and white photos ended like a black and white photo.

He said: Little Dimple, be my girlfriend!

There was no response to the call for a long time, and at last he thought the watch was broken, and a voice came from the other side, cold and unfamiliar:

"I hate you, you hate them as much as they do, really, really."

He was heartbroken, and was sent abroad by his uncle that year, lost his watch, and never contacted him again.

He had been abroad for a long time and couldn't figure out why he was so unfeeling even though he was playing well.

It was a nightmare for a long time.

It is also the only time in the 25 years of being single that I touched the tail of love and was brutally rejected.

Jane Chao retracted her gaze, looked at the bedside table, her eyes lit up, she took the pen and hid it under the pillow.

The pervert outside seemed to be on the phone, and the ugly face in his mind couldn't get rid of the ferocious smile. It might be a nightmare that he couldn't escape in this life.

He looked at the bedside table again. There was a fruit knife in the fruit bowl. He took it and put it peacefully under the pillow, together with the pen.

One is for self-saving, and the other is for dying together.

After Shen Lang took off his underwear and washed his face, he answered the school phone and went to the study room, put down the phone, sat on the chair, closed his eyes and sighed.

It was previously reported that CEOs of Fortune [-] companies were going to hold a financial talent selection contest at the school.

As the youngest professor who is also the most popular among the students, he is going to participate.

He agreed.

After all, it involves the future of your own students, so it is understandable to follow the checks.

Moreover, students can be selected and trained by Fortune [-] companies while in school, which is a great benefit to the school, teachers and students.

He also secretly admired and praised the planning boss.

As a result, I only found out today that the planner was a business wizard whom I really admired—Jian Chao, the missing president of Jane's Group.

If it was placed before, he would still be a little excited, the excitement of fans seeing their idols.

Now there is only a heavy heart.

Missing for more than two weeks.

There is no news, what is the strength of the Jian family, it is not the top [-], but the boss of the most powerful company in the country!

There is no news for half a month, even if you don't want to admit it, you can't help but feel that there is more danger.

Feeling heavy, Shen Lang looked at the proposal with praise and regret.

Pray for a miracle to happen, and may the good people have a safe life.

In his eyes, entrepreneurs who can drive the country's economic development and progress, and cherish and care for talents are all good people.

Good people do wonders.

After dealing with things, I sat in a chair and closed my eyes for a long time until night fell.

When I returned to the bedroom, I didn't feel like I was in the mood to start researching the switch.

Turn off the light and go to bed, leaning on the back of the robot, sighing silently.

Jian Chao waited until his body was no longer conscious, and then waited for the ugly pervert to come back.

But the knife was no longer effective, and when someone approached him, he closed his eyes.

Sure enough, God is going to kill me.

Leaning on the back of the robot, Shen Lang's heavy heart seemed to have recovered a lot.

The shoulders on the back of the inverted triangle are very broad, and the beautiful butterfly bones affect the muscle lines, which are blurred by the moonlight as if a filter has been applied, which dazzles Shen Lang's eyes.

He put his face against it.

The eyes are closed tightly, the tip of the nose and lips are pressed against the warm skin, just like a real person.

He suddenly wanted to see his face.

Jane's back is like an ant eating her heart, imagining such a face on her back is as unbearable as being thrown into a snake den.

until turned over.

A person came up from the body, and his soul was completely dead.

Some people are alive and dead, and some people are still alive after death. They are the ones who are still angry but have died.

Shen Lang lived alone for a long time...

It has been a long, long time since his parents went out to sea and never returned, and the grandmother who raised him passed away, and was picked up by his aunt and thrown around like a ball. It has been a long, long time since he had such close contact with people.

Every lonely person craves warmth more than anyone else.

As much desire, there is as much timidity.

I have been trying to find it, but I have never been moved.

Shen Lang gently turned the robot over, just as carefully as a real person.

At the very least, there is someone by my side now, and he is still a beautiful person.

This face is really never tired of seeing. Shen Lang leaned on the robot and looked at it with his chin. Some dissatisfied with why the manufacturer made the robot so realistic and perfect. He wondered if it would be more difficult to find the eye after looking at it for a long time. boyfriend.

It is said that people are visual animals, and they all like beautiful people.

It is true that a good-looking face can make people feel happy.

Shen Lang probed, and lightly pecked the robot's mouth again.

With his arms around his neck, he softened his body, cautiously and contentedly.

Under the moonlight, the two shallow dimples continued to deepen, and the broken hair that fell after taking a bath covered the forehead. It looked sweet and pleasant, and it couldn't match the meticulous and serious Professor Shen during the day.

"Good night, baby."

"Boom~"

Shen Lang sweetly kissed the last one, turned over, lay the robot sideways on his back, put one arm under his neck, and wrapped the other around his waist.

It was like being hugged by someone, sleeping very sweetly.

In the dream, the corners of the mouth are curved.

Jian Chao was miserable.

Being kissed again, and forced to sleep with such a thing in his arms.

He was so angry that his breathing was unsteady, but he felt powerless and his body was out of control.

After a long time, my breathing stabilized and my emotions were well adjusted.

There is no sleepiness in the dark.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him who was forced to hold him in his arms had a very thin waist, no fat on his lower abdomen, and his buttocks leaning against his own lower abdomen seemed to be quite upturned.

The face that was frightened into a nightmare flashed through his mind again.

I always feel like it doesn't fit my body.

No wonder the buyer came back, with that face, as rich as himself, it is impossible for anyone to be willing to share the same bed.

It is estimated that being too ugly leads to psychopathy.

Poor people certainly have something to hate.

Deserve it.

Must go out tomorrow!