As long as 998 old Gong takes home

After crying, Qiao Yu was at a loss for a long time.

During this period, 998 was obediently like a puppet toy, let him hold it, and sat quietly beside him when he was in a daze, without saying a word.Qiao Yu raised his eyes and saw that calm face, his mind was full of self-defeating thoughts—forget it, he was originally an AI; then what was he suffering from? He was clearly very clear that he was only an AI, and even if he was clear, he was an AI. He has been by his side for the rest of his life, and the last thing he has to face is separation.

Then he said "feelings" and "you are a human being" swearingly, are those deceiving others, or deceiving himself?

"I'm going to bed." In the end, Qiao Yu only said so, and got up and walked to his bed with dim eyes and irrelevant eyes.

There is also a butterfly specimen that 998 refuses to throw away on the bedside.

The butterfly has long since died, and now what is inside the glass frame is only the body; it still has beautiful wings, but it is long dead.

The bed became more spacious, and Qiao Yu turned off the light.

In the dark, he heard the sofa "creak" softly, followed by the sound of footsteps that he did not deliberately conceal; Qiao Yu closed her eyes tightly, curled up in the quilt, and was struggling with the uncontrollable sense of expectation.

He heard a small sound, and heard the faint sound of electric current.

When Qiao Yu finally opened his eyes, what he saw was a faint blue light in the darkness - 998 was sitting on a chair by the windowsill, and the charging eye mask was glowing.

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"...You mean, it still has a device on its chest?"

"Um……"

Qiao Yu also maintained this trance state the next day and got up to go to class, and 998 went out with him very naturally.The other party was still wearing a small fanny pack, and accompanied him on the tram all the way to school, watched him go in and then turned and left.Qiao Yu only asked "Are you going home later?" and 998 said that he would go to work at TEA-BOX at nine o'clock.His whole head was muddled, he couldn't figure out anything, he didn't even know where to think... until Xiang Ying stopped him during the class break and asked him if there was anything abnormal about 998.

"Why didn't you say it before?" The two of them stood in the corridor, drinking milk from a glass bottle, and asked naturally.

He didn't seem to be surprised by this, perhaps he had already noticed something was wrong as early as the moment 998 was restarted.Qiao Yu leaned against the fence of the corridor, and the cold wind howled into his collar, but he didn't feel the cold: "I forgot, I don't even know what it is... Maybe I thought you had checked it at the time. It’s there, or I think every AI has it.”

"You seem very lost."

"...I think it's over." Qiao Yu hesitated for a while before saying, "I feel hopeless and hopeless. I will collapse before he returns to his original state."

"Obviously there are traces to follow," Xiang Ying said indifferently, "It's only because people don't understand that it's all over."

Qiao Yu lowered his head, his chin retracted into the scarf: "If that is the key thing developed by Teng Dongsen, he is already dead... After I figure out what it is, I can figure out that 998 can't be fixed?"

"You decide your own affairs, and you should get my opinion." Xiang Ying only said this, and then left.

If it were Xiang Ying, he would definitely pursue it——Minai, who is still on his bed and seems to be asleep, can explain the problem.Xiang Ying has the ability and money to try various methods, but Minai failed to fix it... If there is a cycle of hope and hopelessness, Xiang Ying must have experienced it countless times. Perhaps his calm attitude is tempered by these sufferings. Refined out.

Qiao Yu is very clear that he still holds many unconnectable clues in his hand, these clues are equivalent to hope, it just depends on how he can dig out more.

The more he knew, the more he hesitated.

Maybe this matter is stopped here, and 998 will still stay by his side, as he once expected, to accompany and take care of him, until one of them breaks down first, it will be over.

But there is a voice in his heart reminding him all the time - "998 is dead".

Even the noisy classmates could see his depression, so they stopped chatting with him in class, and chatted with another classmate who happened to be sitting next to him in a low voice: "Hey, you like to watch that too, the fourth season is really good." I'm so sick..." "Please don't mention it, it's really cruel..."

Qiao Yu had no time to care whether he and his classmates had always been superficial friends. As usual, he pretended to be listening to the class carefully and opened the book, but none of the printed words on the book could get into his eyes.The most damning thing is that in the corner is the 998 he usually draws in class.It's not that he boasted about how good his drawing skills are, but that compared with that cold AI, his paintings are too lifelike.

He turned forward, and for more than half a year, there were 998 pages in the blank space of his book, and sometimes there were several in one page.

998's smiling expression, the awkward expression, the expression when looking at the birds outside the window.

If he didn't pursue it, he might not find that he cared so much about 998; before he realized it, he had already regarded 998 as the only one in his life, and unconsciously tried his best to love it.