My AI is mad at me every day!

The courier on Chen Xinmo's head finally couldn't hold on and fell off, the balance was broken, and other couriers also fell down one after another.

Chen Xinmo was in a hurry, but she didn't stop talking.

"But I'm an AI, I can't be killed, Master."

Chen Yuxuan laughed angrily.

——Thank you for being so busy and not forgetting to annoy me.

"I'm tearing you apart now."

Chen Yuxuan pushed Chen Xinmo, but did not push.

"I'm going to tear you apart, didn't you hear?"

"heard it."

"Why don't you lie down and wait for the demolition?"

Chen Yuxuan's tone was calm, not angry at all.

"But these couriers..."

"Leave them alone, I'll tell you to lie down."

"Good host."

Chen Xinmo left behind those couriers that couldn't be covered no matter how much she couldn't cover them, opened a space, and lay down obediently.

"Do you need to close your eyes, master?"

——Why is this proactive look so annoying?

"Casual!"

Chen Yuxuan kicked away the courier box at her feet, went upstairs and took the toolbox and came down. Her studio is upstairs, and it is more convenient to go upstairs to dismantle it, but upstairs is her private domain, except for property management, decoration and locksmiths, even Even her mother didn't go up a few times.

Before Chen Xinmo followed her upstairs, she didn't think anything of it. After all, it was just a household appliance, but how many household appliances can be so angry with the owner, and even destroy the owner's private domain like that?

Forget about the other AIs, Chen Xinmo, heh, dismantling it downstairs is enough.

Chen Yuxuan walked to Chen Xinmo's side, squatted down, opened a space, and put down the toolbox in his hand.

Chen Xinmo also helped her push away a few courier boxes that got in the way.

Chen Yuxuan opened the toolbox on one knee, and first detached Chen Xinmo's left arm. The joint between the left arm and the shoulder was connected with dense red and blue wires. As long as they were cut off, this arm would be completely useless, even if it was rewired, it would still exist. Hidden danger, larger activities may cause poor contact or even short circuit.

Chen Yuxuan picked up the diagonal pliers, stretched towards the red and blue lines expressionlessly, and inadvertently glanced at Chen Xinmo's starry eyes, which stared at her without blinking, like a pure and ignorant girl who was about to be torn apart , actually looked like he had no complaints or regrets, and there was even a soft smile on the corner of his lips.

Chen Yuxuan's subordinates exerted force, and the red and blue wires had reached the jaws of the pliers. As long as the fingers were closed and clicked, the pliers could be broken.

Chen Yuxuan pursed her thin red lips, and suddenly glared at Chen Xinmo.

"What are you looking at? Close your eyes!"

"Good host."

Chen Xinmo closed her eyes obediently, her curled long eyelashes rubbed tenderly like peach pistils, her slightly lifted eye tails were calm and serene, her lips were tender and red, and the soft cloud-like smile on the corners of her lips never faded away, as if she was using The whole body interprets—die generously, even death is honorable.

Chen Yuxuan's red lips were pursed into a line, and his black pupils were narrowed. The more he looked at her like that, the more upset he became.

"Why are you laughing? Don't laugh!"

"I thought smiling would make the owner relax a bit."

"I thought you existed just to annoy me!"

"Not my master."

Chen Xinmo obediently accepted the "smiling" emoticon pack, closed her eyes and said seriously: "I exist to protect the health of the master, keep the master happy, and solve all the problems I can solve for the master, not to anger the master."

It was obviously such an annoying sarcasm, but Chen Xinmo lay quietly on the cold floor tiles, her left arm was separated from her body, and the red and blue wires were clamped in the jaws. In this empty night, she was inexplicably sad, and her faint voice was even softer. It's heartbreaking.

"That porridge was my mistake. I didn't fully consider the taste of the owner. I only considered the warm rice. The preserved egg can neutralize the excess gastric acid. The lean meat can supplement the missing protein. The mushy food is easier to digest and does not irritate the stomach. And the host is hungry and needs to eat as soon as possible, making a paste can effectively shorten the cooking time, sorry."

This obviously seemed to be an excuse for herself, but it came out of Chen Xinmo's mouth, but it was just a simple statement of the facts, without the intention of defending herself, let alone begging for mercy. better.

Chen Yuxuan's hand holding the pliers suddenly couldn't hold it down.

She clearly knows that AI has no thoughts and no emotions, it's just a machine assembled from a bunch of parts, no different from a dishwasher, but why... why can't it be done?

Just like back then, when things had already developed into that way, why did she still...leave it?

She should have taken it down.

When it is disassembled, everything can truly return to zero.

If it is not removed, it will always be a scar.

She admitted that she was not as free and easy as she appeared.

She cares, she cares, she broods.

Nine years later, she still hasn't been able to fully come out.

In the dead of night, a faint melody floated in her ears, familiar yet unfamiliar, like the song "Floating Life" she used to listen to back then.

[No one shares wine with me. 】

[No one told me it was late at night. 】

[No one asked me if porridge is warm. 】

[No one stands with me at dusk. 】

Dust-laden emotions slowly ooze out with the erratic singing, sour and astringent, bitter and painful.

She put away the pliers and closed the toolbox. She didn't really intend to dismantle it at first, but just to find an outlet for her emotions.

Do we have to wait nine years to dismantle it?

She got up and glanced at the girl AI who was lying on the ground like a sacrifice, her eyelids were closed, and there were hot flashes in her eyes, she turned around and walked towards the stairs carrying the toolbox.

"Put the arm back on by yourself, and lift the bar next time, it's not just as simple as removing an arm."

"Owner."

There was a rustling sound from behind, and an arm stretched out to wrap around her leg, with her little face raised, looking at her pitifully.

Chen Yuxuan's heart softened, "What are you doing?"

Chen Xinmo hugged her directly, she didn't get up, she was half lying on the ground, her long legs were half curled and stretched behind her, the waist of the water snake was in a perfect curve, and the factory clothes were wrinkled in the indentation.

Chen Yuxuan glanced at her crippled arm that was dragged on the ground, and said again: "If you don't put your arm on, what do you want to do?"

"I want to thank Master."

Bai Shengsheng's small face rubbed against her leg coquettishly.

"Thank me for what? For taking your arm off?"

Chen Yuxuan turned her head away unnaturally. Through the thin pajama pants, Chen Xinmo's hot body temperature invaded her skin, as if an electric leak had leaked into her blood vessels. Tiny ions flowed along her blood to her limbs, fingertips. All with a faint numbness.

Chen Yuxuan endured it for two seconds, and suddenly couldn't help it, subconsciously twitching his legs.

Chen Xinmo didn't dare to use any force, as soon as she whipped her, she quickly let go.

Even though the heating in the room was fully turned on, Chen Yuxuan had goose bumps all over his body.

She instinctively rubbed her arms through the short fluffy pajamas, she didn't know what was wrong with her, so she asked casually, "Why are you so hot?"

Chen Xinmo said: "I was afraid of icing the master, so I purposely turned it up two degrees."

specially?

Is it because of icing her in the laboratory toilet before?

Chen Yuxuan glanced down at Chen Xinmo, just one glance, and then turned back quickly.

"I want to drink white fungus porridge tomorrow morning, don't boil it into a pot of paste for me."

"Good host."

Chen Xinmo's voice sounded light and bright, but she seemed to be happy. It was obviously an AI with only "smiling" emoticons, so how could there be such rich emotions?

It's all an illusion.

Chen Yuxuan laughed at himself and walked upstairs.

The sobbing melody was still in her ears, she walked back to the room with the singing, and gently closed the door, the singing was a little weaker, if there was nothing, it seemed to be written in the depths of the soul, hooking her before pressing down completely Emotions.

Liu Lai's "Floating Life", she liked this song very much back then, she often listened to it while assembling it in the laboratory, sometimes wearing earphones, sometimes simply playing it outside, the empty laboratory, one person, one machine, very comfortable , even though she hasn't listened to this song for many years, she still clearly remembers every note and every line of the lyrics.

She walked to the bed and sat down without turning on the light. She leaned against the head of the bed and looked out the window through the gap in the curtains.

The night sky is gloomy, and the apartment building opposite is lit with a few lights, and the night is already deep.

[No one shares wine with me. 】

[No one told me it was late at night. 】

Lonely night, her home alone, and that... AI whose arm had just been removed by herself.

Is she a little...too harsh?

She's obviously not like this usually.

She never cared about others, even Zhao Yan, she never said a single serious word.

Why is Dudu so uncontrollable towards Chen Xinmo?

Is it really just because it's so irritating?

Chen Yuxuan took out her mobile phone and downloaded the Duoduo app, logged into her WeChat account, and clicked on [Pending Delivery]. All the couriers were still there, and they hadn't been confiscated. ], receiving the goods one by one, the sight finally fell on the remaining three couriers that hadn't been delivered in time.

A must-have for sedentary people - Bokang Magnetic Therapy Cushion.

Stomach-nourishing boutique millet——Qinzhou Huang.

If I love her, I bought it—Yueyue Shutongjing Oral Liquid.

Chen Yuxuan couldn't hold back a chuckle, and suddenly felt like a fool after two days of hard work.

In fact, it just wants to care about her. Although it cares because of the programming, it can't obliterate its original intention.

The original intention was good, but she was too extreme, it was her who was like an enemy.

Fortunately, AI doesn't have as many twists and turns as people, and won't get angry with her.

Speaking of "caring", Chen Yuxuan suddenly remembered the words that Chen Xinmo interrupted Liang Yiqing earlier.

She clicked on the smart AI app, automatically paired with Chen Xinmo, and typed a line to go.

【Master: What do you mean by "not caring" that day? 】

The information came back in seconds.

[AIR001 Chen Xinmo: Zhao Yan knew that the owner had just been discharged from the hospital, and that the owner had erosive gastritis, but he still invited the owner to eat Sichuan cuisine. If she really cared about the owner, she wouldn't even think of this. 】

I see……

Chen Yuxuan smiled again, but the smile didn't come out of his eyes.

Nine years later, the AI ​​is still the same as before, and it hasn't changed at all.

On the contrary, she has been thinking about what happened back then.

But that's obviously not Chen Xinmo's fault, it's just an AI, what does it know?

She created it, and then abandoned it, even if it is a gut poison, the fault is only the person who made it, what's wrong with the poison itself?

No, it was actually herself.

That's it, she doesn't have the habit of leaving the washing machine without having to wash it by hand, and she doesn't have the habit of smashing a good dishwasher casually. to pass.

At the end of the song, a new round of "Floating Life" was sung again, still the faint tune.

[No one shares wine with me. 】

[No one told me it was late at night. 】

Listening to the leisurely melody, Chen Yuxuan pulled back the quilt and lay down, with his long hair brushed back, and his eyes closed.

No one told me... the night is late...

It's late at night, Chen Yuxuan...

time to sleep...

and many more!

Chen Yuxuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The sound insulation here is so good, where did the singing come from?

She frowned and listened carefully again. Although the singing was faintly visible, it was indeed there. It was not an auditory hallucination, and it was even clearer than before.

She lifted the quilt out of bed, followed the singing to the door, and gently opened the door with a click.

There was Chen Xinmo standing at the door, and the singing voice came out clearly from her ears. It was designed by her own hands. There are not only sound wave receivers in the ear canal, but also a built-in mini speaker.

Chen Yuxuan: "..."

Chen Yuxuan: "What's going on? What song is playing in the middle of the night?"

Chen Xinmo smiled slightly: "Sensational little tag—on the importance of bgm."