As long as 998 old Gong takes home

Qiao Yu went out early in the morning. Before going out, she warned 998 never to go out. Before closing the door, she even said, "I'll be home before 06:30."

Orange head stood at the door watching him, pursed his lips when he heard this.Then the apartment door was slammed shut, 998 quickly walked over, stepped on Qiao Yu's slippers to the door, and then snapped the chain on the door neatly.His program told him to always pay attention to safety in places with poor law and order; poor people like Qiao Yu couldn't afford the losses caused by burglary and shoplifting.

Without the only living person in the apartment, it suddenly became empty.

998 walked back to the living room, sat down in his favorite position, turned on the TV, and started watching the latest urban emotional drama.

After paying the TV fee, 998 has been watching TV when he is alone at home.He watched the sad or happy performances of those people on the screen very seriously, and only occasionally turned his head to look at the glass jar next to him.Both the butterflies and daisies are staying quietly in the glass jars. Compared to what they saw yesterday in Xiangyingjia's yard, today the butterflies have no vitality, they have been resting on the petals and folded their wings. 998 doesn't bother with it, he just watches; he pays more attention to the TV and those characters.

——This is the fastest way for him to learn human thinking in a limited environment.

At the climax of the TV series, the male and female protagonists embrace each other, tears streaming down their faces but still laughing, they kiss each other, but their expressions are full of sadness.

998 can understand human expressions, and can read their emotions from various details in their limbs; while emotions are a little single in his knowledge base, the expression that is clearly crying and laughing like this one makes him feel a little confused. At a loss.But Qiao Yu was not at home, so he couldn't ask questions, so he could only silently search for relevant information on the Internet and slowly calculate the correct result.

He was focused, and the time passed quickly. When the light outside the window faded, he checked the time: 17:14.

Qiao Yu will be home in one hour and sixteen minutes.

Just when an advertisement was put on the TV, 998 naturally looked at the glass jar.

But what he didn't calculate was that the butterfly didn't land on the petals; it fell to the bottom of the bottle, and the other side of its beautiful wings was spread dusty and motionless.

The butterfly that was flying among the flowers yesterday is dead today.

998 immediately began to troubleshoot. While learning about Lepidoptera, he calculated which link went wrong and caused the death of the butterfly.When he learned that nothing went wrong from catching it to putting it in a glass jar, the result became clear—the butterfly's lifespan is too short, and he happened to meet the last day of the butterfly's life.He frowned slightly, and after he understood the death of the butterfly, a certain software in his body was triggered—he began to feel "sad", and when he looked at the daisy next to him, he felt "sad".

Daisies soon die too.

Life is born and life passes away.

This is completely different from the AI ​​piled up with data and programs—he knows that he may break, but as long as he backs it up properly and replaces the broken parts, he will look like new again.

What about Qiao Yu?

998 inevitably thought of Qiao Yu from this, and he began to search for keywords such as "human beings" and "death", and even edited Qiao Yu's normal life to be concise and to the point, and included them in the search results.

So words such as "death from overwork" and "sudden death" appeared in his thinking.

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As a result, there was only one customer who ordered flowers and three or four individual visitors all day long.

Qiao Yu was drowsy in the store all afternoon, and he thought of Xiang Ying and Alice in a trance... I don't know if Alice has been repaired.Taking advantage of his spare time, Qiao Yu sat in front of the counter and dialed Xiangying's communication number, and the answer was quickly answered there: "Is there anything wrong?"

At first glance, this tone is really awkward.But he knew that Xiang Ying had this kind of personality, and he spoke directly, as if he didn't know what small talk was or what was small talk: "...It's nothing, just asking how Alice is doing."

"Just replace the parts." Xiang Ying paused, and then said, "You don't need to worry, I was at fault for what happened yesterday."

The apology was too frank, but it made Qiao Yu feel embarrassed.

At that time, he was a little annoyed - that was mainly because 998 looked too pitiful, he was kept in the dark, and was taken apart unconsciously - but after the incident, he didn't have any temper up.He had no choice but to say: "You don't need to apologize, 998 is fine..."

But Xiang Ying changed the topic inexplicably: "Aren't you curious about its origin?"

"Curiosity..." Qiao Yu thought for a while, "Of course I'm curious. To be honest, I can't believe that this guy is so advanced..."

"Why, I think it can be seen."

"Ah, it's not about that, it's just..." Qiao Yu said, "After all, I only spent 998 to buy a high-tech... I don't think I'm so lucky."

"I don't know about this, but my test result is definitely fine." Xiang Ying said lightly, "...Maybe I can find out the meaning of that 'SHD'."

Xiang Ying was right. Apart from his disbelief in good luck, he was also curious about who produced 998 and why it was sold to him so easily.

Qiao Yu's eyes wandered aimlessly inside and outside the shop. Before he could figure out how to answer Xiang Ying's words, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the afterimage of the orange head flashing past the door of the flower shop. ? ? ?

Could it be that the orange head ran out again? ? ?

He has emphasized so much not to go out without authorization, and this damn orange head is dangling outside again, what should I do if I get lost? !

"I have something to do, I'll contact you when I'm free!" Qiao Yu explained quickly, hung up the communication with a flick of his wrist, and hurriedly walked out of the counter and ran out of the store.