Blame him for being too pretty

Bo Qiao was about to defend "We are not!" Song Yuhe, who had been staring at the rose, turned his head and glanced at him.

The eyes that seemed to be clear after the rain blinked slightly, showing a little confusion.

Song Yuhe shook his head at Bo Qiao, then turned his gaze to the clusters of gorgeous roses, and whispered, "If you don't buy it, I'll just take a look."

His voice was still hoarse after crying, and the ending was trembling, and he said softly: "I'll just watch it for a while, and I won't watch it right away."

The flower seller's elder sister was overwhelmed with maternal love, and cast a peevish glance at Bao Qiao.

It's a good Qixi Festival, I made my little boyfriend cry, why don't you buy roses for others to coax him?

dog man.

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao was stared in bewilderment.

The young lady didn't look at him anymore, she took out a rose from the flower group and handed it to Song Yuhe, and said generously, "Come, I'll give you one."

Song Yuhe froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it blankly, looking at the rose that appeared in his dream, his eyes were red again for some reason.

The young lady hurriedly said, "Is one branch not enough? I'll give you a few more, do you want lilies?"

Song Yuhe shook his head and thanked meekly: "No, thank you."

The young lady responded dryly, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said "ah", and said, "Are you Song Wuqi?"

Song Yuhe looked up at her in confusion: "What?"

Bo Qiao was watching coldly with his arms folded, when he heard this sentence, his expression changed.

He secretly screamed that it was not good, and immediately stepped forward with long legs, pressed Song Yuhe's shoulder, and said to the agitated lady owner: "I want all the roses on your stall. "

The young lady is immersed in the excitement of seeing the legendary #宋五巧#, and she doesn't care about this dog man at all.

Bo Qiao tapped on her small table with a sullen face.

Only then did the stall owner come to his senses, "Oh oh oh" a few times, and began to wrap roses for him.

The wrapping papers for the Qixi Festival are all in the style of love, love, and Bo Qiao saw that she had skillfully picked out one and was about to wrap flowers, so he immediately stopped him: "No wrapping, just bundle all the roses for me." .”

The young lady had probably never heard of such a speech of "I really want to be single" on the Qixi Festival, and looked at him in surprise for a long time. The flowers were wrapped in wrapping paper and handed over.

Bo Qiao took it and handed it to Song Yuhe casually, frowning and paying the bill with the light brain.

Song Yuhe had seen big clusters of roses in his dreams, but he had never really touched them. He was holding about a hundred roses in a daze. his face.

He smelled the smell of the dream.

Sweet and intoxicating breath.

After Bo Qiao paid the money, he dragged Song Yuhe away under the gaze of the young lady who seemed to be looking at a scumbag.

What a crime.

It seems that every time I meet someone with the surname Song, nothing good happens.

Song Yuhe trotted behind him, and the two soon arrived at "Bo Ke".

I don't know why Qin is now in the store today, Bo Huacai propped his chin and lazily looked at Qin's now eloquent bionic person, the warmth in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

Qin Xian didn't notice her gaze at all, and asked seriously: "The Liuyin stabilizer can be repaired, so is it possible for the neural network to be repaired as well?"

Bo Huacai had long been used to his straight man speaking, and said with a smile, "Maybe."

The glass door opened, and the bell rang slightly.

Seeing Bo Qiao walk in first, Bo Huacai's eyes lit up, and said, "You came just in time, and I'm worried that no one will visit the store. You don't have classes on weekends, right?"

Bo Qiao frowned: "Looking at the store?"

Bo Huacai nodded.

Qin Xian, who was on the side, felt that Bo Huacai's attention was diverted from him, and looked back with some discomfort. When he recognized that Bo Qiao was the man who had a good conversation with Bo Huacai on the communicator a few days ago, he instinctively A sense of repulsion.

Bo Huacai... seems to be very familiar with this man?

Bo Huacai is still grinding on Baoqiao: "It's only been a long time, anyway, you can't get on Starnet now, and you just read that shitty book when you have nothing to do, not where to read it."

As she was talking, she realized that Song Yuhe had also walked in from behind.

Bo Huacai was stunned for a moment when his eyes fell on the big clusters of roses, and then he took a breath, looking at his younger brother as if he was looking at a beast.

Bo Qiao knew his sister so well, and explained blankly: "It's not what you think."

Bo Huacai sighed, and said, "I understand, I understand. It turns out that you haven't even talked about love these years because of this."

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao said impatiently, "Hurry up and get out."

Seeing that he agreed, Bo Huacai hurriedly packed her bag, put on high heels, and planned to go out with Qin Xian.

Qin Xian frowned and looked at Song Yuhe: "Good boy, who gave you the roses?"

Song Yuhe's mood has already improved because of this bouquet of roses, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at Bo Qiao: "Sir!"

Qin Xian also took a deep breath, and stood up angrily: "You!"

He is still a minor!

This man looks like a dog, how can he do such a thing that is inferior to a beast?

Bo Qiao said dumbly: "He stood at the door of the flower stall and didn't leave, saying he just wanted to see the flowers."

Qin Xian: "..."

It is indeed something that people with different brain circuits like Song Yuhe can do.

But Qin Xian was still worried, like an old father who was afraid that his daughter would be abducted by a scumbag, and wanted to ask again. Bo Huacai had already changed his shoes, and walked out while pulling his tie.

"Let's go, let's go, the movie is going to be too late."

Qin Xian: "Wait! Yuhe, the teacher told you a few words, don't just accept other people's..."

The last words are automatically blocked when the glass door is closed.

Song Yuhe waved to the teacher, continued to happily sit on the chair with the rose in his arms, staring at the fiery red flower fondly, unwilling to look away at all.

Bo Qiao was full of disdain for the machines in the room. Fortunately, there was no order for bionics in the past few days, otherwise the delicate Mr. Bo Qiao would have to vomit again.

There was a comfortable recliner in the store, and Bao Qiao sat on it comfortably, and opened the book he hadn't finished.

Just looking at the title of the book, Bo Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Song Yuhe with a complicated expression.

57 was lost and found again, and the roses he had always wanted in his dream also had a large bouquet. Song Yuhe's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he returned to his usual heartless appearance. Touch the roses with your fine white fingertips.

Bo Qiao silently read the name of the book in his heart.

"Mechanical Dependence".

Hundreds of thousands of years of interstellar development have already made modern humans inseparable from various machines, whether it is optical brains, medical cabins, daylighting devices, or even bionic humans, they have all become indispensable machines in life.

Bo Qiao also has some mechanical dependence. For example, he can't accept that the optical brain is away from his hand for 10 minutes, otherwise he will instinctively feel panic.

Every aspect of modern life is inseparable from optical brains, so Song Yuhe was ridiculed when he said that he had never seen those machines that can be seen everywhere.

Bo Qiao's eyes fell on the line in the book "I have an urgent, almost pathological desire for machinery", and recalled the scene where Song Yuhe even wanted to throw a living person from the fifth floor for a bionic person just now.

Song Yuhe's dependence on bionics is very similar to withdrawal syndrome.

It's like... becoming addicted to androids.

Bo Qiao was analyzing, but suddenly became aware of it.

Why did I keep focusing on the person surnamed Song? !

Bo Qiao's face turned green, and he was about to change the book when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Song Yuhe was sitting beside him at some point, looking at him with his head tilted.

Bo Qiao said dumbly, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you for the flowers." Song Yuhe thanked you solemnly, "I like it very much."

Bao Qiaopi smiled bluntly: "As long as you like it."

Song Yuhe didn't know how to express his gratitude. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Sir, is there anything you want to repair? Bionic people or something, I'm good at repairing things, no matter how bad they are, I can fix them for you." .”

Bo Qiao was slightly taken aback.

He stared at Song Yuhe's earnest promise, and was stunned for a moment, a bunch of fragmented memories flashed in his mind.

The delicate bionic man pressed his hand to his chest expressionlessly, and then violently...

The intact humanoid machine turned into a pile of scrap metal in an instant because of a string of codes.

"This is also impossible."

"Androids are just lumps of iron, there's no need to worry about them."

"Hurry up and finish the filming and call it a day, oh yes, don't touch these streamers, I don't know if there will be radiation."

"Sir? Sir?"

Bo Qiao woke up as if from a dream, and she was excited for a while before she looked away, and her voice became cold: "No."

"Oh." Song Yuhe was not disappointed, and found another topic, "What book are you reading, sir?"

Bo Qiao showed him the title of the book and gave him a suggestive look, making him reflect on whether his "bionic dependence" is too serious.

Unexpectedly, after Song Yuhe saw the title of the book, he nodded seriously, and said, "Indeed, Mister's mechanical dependence is a bit serious. It seems that every time I see you, you are playing with the optical brain."

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao was stunned by his slap, and wanted to argue with him, but couldn't find the right words.

"Can I go to Mr.'s class next time?" Song Yuhe changed the subject again, "It's fine if there is homework."

Bo Qiao had already thought of refuting the words that were "defamed" just now, but the topic had passed, and he couldn't bring it up again childishly, so he had to piss himself off to death.

"Okay, yes." Bo Qiao said coldly, thinking that since I want to do my homework, I'll give you enough.

Song Yuhe was very happy, and talked about several topics.

Only then did Bo Qiao discover the clue.

It seems that since I bought him roses, the child treats himself a little differently.

Before, he was completely indifferent to himself, even if he looked at himself, there was no emotion in his eyes, just like a bionic person without emotion, acting according to a specific program.

But now, his eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes were full of his own reflection. Even the way and tone of his speech were different from before.

Before that, Bo Qiao always felt that Song Yuhe was haunting him, but he kept ignoring and staying away from him.

He didn't know until now that the person who had been indifferent and didn't want to have any interaction with others was Song Yuhe.

And I didn't know why, so I relied on a handful of roses to forcefully open the child's emotional switch...

Song Yuhe looked at Bo Qiao eagerly, the dependence and joy in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Bo Qiao's heart was broken, and he knew that he would not buy roses for him.

The two chatted one after another, Song Yuhe didn't have the concept of awkward chat at all, he wanted to talk to Bo Qiao, so he talked about whatever topic came to mind, without feeling awkward at all.

The mature adult Bo Qiao's face was about to freeze, and it was not easy to hit him, so he could only nod back to him from time to time.

With such a perfunctory response, Song Yuhe could happily continue chatting.

Just when Bo Qiao was suffering, Bo Huacai suddenly sent a message.

Bo Qiao seemed to be pardoned, and raised her hand to connect to the communication, thinking that this is her real sister, saving people from fire and water.

Bo Huacai said, "I'm not going back tonight. Qin Xian said he promised to take Yuhe to buy Liuyin stabilizer tomorrow morning. Do you understand what I mean?"

Bo Qiao: "???"

Bo Qiao didn't want to understand what she meant, so he lowered his voice and said coldly: "You know, I don't want to have too much interaction with him at all, liu... something important, can't I buy it in a few days?!"

Bo Huacai: "But Qin Xian agreed, now you can't let him leave me to go shopping with Yuhe, anyway, you are too busy now."

Bo Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and heard the middle of her words: "Wait, you won't come back tonight?"

"My silly brother." Bo Huacai sighed, "Chinese Valentine's Day, a man and a woman, watching a movie and going on a date, all these keywords come together, don't you understand what I mean?"

Bo Qiao: "..."

"I always tell you to quickly find a girlfriend or boyfriend, but if you eat too much melon all day long, you feel that this woman is thoughtful and that man is dirty and wretched, and they will have no worldly desires." Bo Huacai said, "But My sister is different from you, my sister is chasing men."

Bo Qiao has some dishes on his face: "Okay, just shut up—is there a place to stay in the store? It's not convenient for Song Yuhe to go back to the dormitory today."

He was worried that if Song Yuhe went back to live in today's situation, he might die.

Bo Huacai said casually: "Isn't your place very empty, let him stay for one night--let's not talk about it, the movie is about to start, Chirp, I love you."

After speaking, he hung up the communication.

Bo Qiao: "..."