Goodbye, Seoul

Quan Zhilong shook his head to drive away this strange thought, he must have drunk too much, otherwise how could he think that a bionic person is good-looking?It's just a virtual skin layer. Otherwise, why Korean bionics are so popular in Asia, they have done a lot of work on their appearance.

The bionic man in front of him was still wearing a uniform uniform, which made Quan Zhilong feel awkward no matter how he looked at it. He took a sip of the red wine in his hand, and finally couldn't help but said:

"Yong Pei said you can do everything?"

As soon as the voice fell, the bionic man showed a standard smile and listed his various functions like a salesman in a store selling goods to you. Quan Zhilong interrupted him quickly, although his voice was quite... Sounds good?But such an emotionless tone of voice like reciting lines is really weird.

Seeing him, Quan Zhilong immediately stopped talking, and stood there obediently, as if afraid of being blamed.Quan Zhilong has never used a bionic person before, and now he really wants to know whether the bionic person will have emotional fluctuations.So he became playful, raised the corners of his lips and asked him:

"Then can I fuck you?"

Seeing that his reaction was different from what he had just done, Quan Zhilong seemed to be a little taken aback before answering himself. He was in a good mood, as if he was molesting a Xiaobai.When Quan Zhilong was about to take another sip of the red wine in his hand, the next second the other party's answer almost made him choke to death.

"I'm sorry, but I can give you the address of the closest bionic nightclub, the distance is... 5.3 kilometers in total."

Quan Zhilong forced himself to hold back the drink before slowly swallowing it. He never thought that there was a nightclub near his home, and it belonged to bionics?Now that he was thinking about moving, Quan Zhilong put the wine glass aside, cursed fiercely, and when he looked up at him again, he had no thoughts at all.

"What to do, what to do, don't stand in front of me."

"Perhaps you can call me something?"

Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he would also take the initiative to ask himself questions.But when it came to the name, he didn't have a clue for a while. He rubbed his chin and hesitated for a long time, and finally thought of a more catchy name.

"VI-0129, enter your name."

"Yes."

"victory."

From the moment Quan Zhilong gave him his name, there was an invisible bond between them, and they redeemed each other in the days to come.

The circular information receiver at Shengli's temple turned yellow. He was entering his name. Quan Zhilong walked past him and went straight back to the bedroom. After lowering the temperature of the air conditioner at home with his hands, he curled up and closed his eyes.

Quan Zhilong didn't know if what he did was right or not. He should have found a reason to return this bionic man, but now he gave him a name.Maybe this villa is too big and too empty, which makes Quan Zhilong too lonely. He hopes to have someone to accompany him, but he is tired of maintaining a relationship. It just so happens that he is just a bionic person.

Quan Zhilong didn't even feel that there was another "person" in this house, he gradually fell asleep.

Shengli looked around the villa. Everything here was still unfamiliar to him. He first memorized the location of each room, then connected to the home network, and passed permission control so that he could control the lighting, temperature, and network of the villa. information etc.But these permissions are of course all lower than Quan Zhilong himself.

Victory can obtain all the public information of Quan Zhilong on the Internet, even he has quickly read those old videos, but it seems that it will take some time to get to know him better.

Shengli cleaned up Quan Zhilong's leftover red wine. He turned on the light in the kitchen, opened the cupboard after cleaning the cups, and saw that there were various goblets inside, which seemed to be produced in different countries. The cup inside was placed in the vacancy.He wasn't sure if these cups belonged to Quan Zhilong's collection, it's better not to touch them now, and ask him when he has time.

Quan Zhilong has a lot of clothes at home, but most of them are just worn once and thrown away. Shengli holds a woven basket in his hand, and he found old clothes from various places, which were so full that they almost piled up to his chest. He came to the laundry room and sorted out the various materials and colors. Before putting them into the washing machine, he felt Quan Zhilong's breathing gradually becoming more stable.

But this washing machine makes a sound, although it is very small, but Shengli still chose to give up, just sorted the clothes and put them aside. He lowered his footsteps and came to the study room next to Quan Zhilong's bedroom. He almost stepped on the door as soon as he opened the door. A piece of paper, Shengli squatted down to collect the scattered papers one by one, it should be written in Quan Zhilong's handwriting:

"Every time I come close to you, every time I want that know you, fell like Igonna Dream every time."

Shengli has never understood why there are "dreams" in many poems, they are called romances, but these are just produced by a part of the human brain cells that are still in an excited state, and human beings can't even control themselves to dream What.After scanning Quan Zhilong's handwriting, he smoothed the papers and placed them on the desk.

There are some things he doesn't have to understand, and he never will.

Shengli almost finished all the housework he could do. He stood in a corner of the living room, next to the dusty piano, closed his eyes and waited for Quan Zhilong to wake up.

首尔现在时间：2077年9月4日05时37分。