my husband is a computer

After a night of madness, Zhang Ruanruan woke up with pain all over his body. He lifted his sore eyelids and looked at the surrounding environment.

There are no dazzling chandeliers, colorful drinks and wine, simple and bright environment, warm and small bedside lamps, and a pot of succulents on the table.

When did he return home?

Zhang Ruanruan opened his eyes wide, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at it, he just stretched out his hand to touch the side.

Gentle palms, strong arms, and... that face that made Zhang Ruanruan obsessed.

it is true? ? ?

Before she could be ecstatic, she only heard the door of her bedroom being opened, and a strange male voice entered Zhang Ruanruan's ears.

"Are you awake? It just so happens that this guy won't be able to last long, so I'll let you know that we should go back." As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, frowned and said to himself, "It's really troublesome. Waiting until now to leave, God knows I still have so many things to deal with."

Zhang Ruanruan sat up all of a sudden, staring at the stranger in front of her with wide eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Adam, and I'm from Planet Barcelona. In your place, we are probably called robots." At the end, he added, "Tsk, what a tacky name."

Adam said sorry, but his tone was not apologetic at all. He handed Zhang Ruan a cup with his mouth curled up, and looked at him vaguely.

"This guy Ace said that waking up in the morning might be uncomfortable, let me go to the kitchen and make you a cup of lemon tea."

"Ace?"

Adam smiled teasingly at Zhang Ruanruan.

"Yes, Ace, your sir."

Zhang Ruanruan blushed and lowered her head to look at Mr.

Now his eyes are closed tightly, his facial features are also closed, his expression is not fluctuating, and his whole body is also motionless, lying on the bed upright, his hands and feet are as cold as a machine.

Zhang Ruanruan was a little anxious.

"What happened to him?"

"On your side, it's probably called death? Well baby, don't show that look, your husband will probably feel distressed if he wakes up and sees it...God knows, even a robot would feel distressed."

Holding Mr.'s hand, Zhang Ruanruan bit her lips and endured the pain surging in her heart, and asked, "Sir...isn't he a robot? Robots will die too?"

"Yes, of course, human beings will die, we will be destroyed, nothing lasts forever in this world, even planets will be destroyed." He paused, crossed his arms and walked to the edge of the table, looking at it with interest Looking at the pot of fresh and cute little plants on Zhang Ruanruan's table.

"Ace should have told you how he came to Earth back then?"

"Mr. said...for territory, he fought another robot and fell from his planet to Earth."

"That's right, the robot who defeated him was me... well, well, don't show that expression to me, I didn't mean it." Adam shrugged, as if he didn't care, and continued to narrate: "You My husband probably couldn't bear to tell you that after he became a computer, he has been in a dormant state. He can sense what's going on outside, but he can't do anything. Then you made some destructive little things After entering his body and stimulating his energy, he recovered some, but his spar was damaged, and the energy was consumed very quickly. You know, it is also very expensive for our system to convert machine language into human language Energy, not to mention maintaining its own state."

The corners of Zhang Ruanruan's eyes turned red instantly, he thought that her husband hadn't appeared in that dream for a long time, and he finally appeared until he was almost violated last night.

At that time, sir, he couldn't hold it anymore, right?

"Yes... as long as the energy is enough? If you change a spar, can you wake up?" Zhang Ruanruan stared at the motionless person on the bed without blinking. When speaking, His throat tightened unconsciously, as if he had been force-fed a large cup of bitter medicine.

"Of course it's not as simple as you think. When Ace fell to the earth, his body was severely injured, and he needed extensive inspection and repairs. And you have to understand that spars can't be changed just by changing them. This is the same as yours. It's like the heart of a human being, if he's not careful, maybe he really won't be able to wake up."

"What should I do?"

"I don't need anything. I will take Ace back to Barcelona immediately. Now there is only a little bit of weak energy left in his body. If he doesn't go back, he will really be hopeless."

Zhang Ruanruan tightly grasped the husband's hand. He just got up, his hair was not combed yet, the corners of his eyes were red, his expression was flustered, his whole person was pitiful, he looked like a little puppy that was about to be abandoned.

"Can I go with you? Please, take me with you? I can't leave him."

There was more pity in Adam's eyes, but even so, what he said was still cruel and merciless.

"We can adapt to the climate and atmosphere of the earth, but human beings will die if they go to Barcelona. Give up. Even if you can really adapt to everything on Barcelona, ​​even if Ace can really wake up, he may not be able to remember you. You probably don't know that after we change the spar, the people on Planet Barcelona will clean up some unimportant and worthless storage memories by the way. These memories are of no use to us. Don't cry, listen to me, you want Understand that human emotion is the most useless thing for a robot."

So, am I also the most useless thing to sir?

Adam took his husband and left. Before he left, he glanced at Zhang Ruanruan who was in a daze, as if he was thinking about something, finally turned around, took out a note and handed it to Zhang Ruanruan.

"Take it, and input this string of things into your low-end machine. If Ace wakes up, he may be able to read your message."

After finishing speaking, Adam pressed something on his wrist, a burst of intense light flashed, and there was no one in the room.

Only Zhang Ruanruan sat on the bed blankly, looking at the piece of paper in his hand with a long string of codes written on it. The transparent window shone in the sunlight, reflecting Zhang Ruanruan's wet face covered with tears.