As long as 998 old Gong takes home

They got off the Ferris wheel, and 998 looked at the thrilling projects such as the roller coaster next to it, showing strong curiosity.Qiao Yu was merciful and planned to take him to experience it, but 998 was really unlucky, and all of these heartbeating events were limited to a weight of less than 100KG.

"Hey, it's nothing fun, trust me," Qiao Yu could only coax and drag him away, "It's more boring than a Ferris wheel, really."

"But it looks like fun!"

"It's not interesting," Qiao Yu had no choice but to resort to his trump card, "I heard that a new TV series will be broadcast tonight. I'll watch it with you when I go back?"

"Okay." 998 took the bait perfectly.

The two of them walked out of the playground while chatting, and then turned back to the tram stop.

"The Butterfly Exhibition should be open again in spring," Qiao Yu said when passing by that exhibition hall, "I remember it was opened the year before last and last year... Come and see it in spring." "Well," 998 nodded, "Then What month is it exactly?"

"...I don't know, don't ask me."

"An agreement without a specific time is just lip service. You want to fool me."

"What the hell theory?" Qiao Yu complained, but she raised her hand honestly, and looked at the calendar in her ID, "... the first weekend in April, okay."

"Okay, I remember."

Occasionally, Qiao Yu finds it very troublesome that 998 is more accurate, after all, no one counts the time to the second.He is an AI, and he will never forget all the promises. If you think about it from another angle, Qiao Yu can feel the romantic factor in it, at least for him, it is more romantic than the Ferris wheel.

He will never forget the promise, as if he will never break the promise. Compared with the instability of human emotions, he and 998 can maintain it without any effort.

This is simply the relationship Qiao Yu dreamed of, it will never deteriorate, and there is no need to worry about it.

"Do you forget things?"

"I can choose to forget the things I don't want to remember," 998 said honestly, "I will remember things about you."

"Hey, you can delete your memories by yourself..." Qiao Yu looked at the sky and said lazily, "I'm really envious, doesn't that mean you can "Reset", you can delete everything. "

"That's different. ... And I'm not going to delete it because I don't want to."

These words are much more powerful than a simple "I like you", saying that Qiao Yu's heart was clamoring.

They stood at the zebra crossing and waited for the signal light to turn green, when there was a muffled thunder in the distance.Qiao Yu raised his eyes to look, and at some point the sky started to get cloudy, and it might rain later. 998 hates water, and naturally doesn't like rain.As Qiao Yu thought about it, when the countdown of the red signal light was still at "3", he grabbed 998's hand and led him forward quickly: "Hurry up, it's going to rain..."

He led the 998 across the road in strides, his mind still full of the heart-warming words just now.

Qiao Yu couldn't hold back the throbbing, he turned his head while walking and said, "From then on, we will go out to play once a month, how about it?"

Before 998 could answer, a sharp horn sounded very close to the two of them, almost shattering his eardrums.

Qiao Yu turned her head subconsciously, and a small truck was rushing towards the two of them out of control.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still on him. He could even clearly see the anxious and frightened expression of the driver in the front window of the car, but his body failed to react immediately. Stopped in mid-air, no matter how he could move his body to dodge quickly.

In the next second, a violent thrust came from behind, and Qiao Yu was pushed to the ground without even taking two steps.His palm was scratched on the rough ground, but he didn't feel the pain at all; he looked back instinctively, the beautiful orange head was in place, and it was too late to dodge.

The sound of horns, exclamations, and muffled thunder mixed together, and finally turned into sharp brakes hissing.

"Bam—!"

"998!!"

Qiao Yu got up from the ground repeatedly, staggered and ran over.

Many people gathered around to check the situation, and the truck driver came down in a hurry, shouting: "Is there anything wrong! Is there anything wrong! I'll call the emergency center right away!!" But soon they realized that it was not a big deal— There was no blood on the ground, and the young man who was hit should be an AI.In the eyes of human beings, AI is just a product of technology, just a bunch of metal parts, which can be bought again if it breaks, and it is not more precious than life.

998 just fell down in the middle of the road, his clothes were scratched a lot, and even his face was scratched.

He just opened his eyes like that, the original gray pupils lost their former luster, completely turning into a machine without emotion.

"998, 998...Wake up!" Qiao Yu grabbed his shoulder and shook it desperately twice.

However, 998 didn't give him any response.

The truck driver came over and kept bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! There's something wrong with the car's system! It was too late when I realized it! I'm really sorry!! I'm so sorry!! I will try my best to compensate you!! I'm sorry ..."

"What compensation do you get?!" Qiao Yu roared, "I'll hit you with a fucking car, do you think it's okay?!"

He stood up abruptly and grabbed the truck driver by the collar: "If you don't know how to drive, why do you drive! With an intelligent system, you don't have to watch the road?!"

His hands were shaking, his eyes were red, as if he was extremely angry.

The driver was instantly stunned by his scolding, and he didn't speak for a while.On the other hand, passers-by who were watching were whispering, "I'm fine, why are you being so aggressive..."

"That's right, they promised to compensate you, so why don't you just buy another one..."

"Young people are too irritable..."

"It's just AI, call someone to come over and drag it back to the repair shop now, what's the use of getting angry..."

Qiao Yu had already raised his fist, and the driver closed his eyes in fright; he gritted his teeth amidst these random discussions, and finally put down his hand weakly.

He really doesn't like humans, doesn't want to get along with them, let alone talk to them.

Tears oozed uncontrollably, blurring vision.

Qiao Yu let go of his hand abruptly, sniffed hard, and immediately called Xiang Ying.

"...help me..." he said, "help me..."

[The author has something to say]: Please do me a favor, don't hit me