Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

Her long golden hair was spread out on the bed, like algae floating on the water, dyed golden by the blazing sun.

She stared at the pale ceiling indifferently, as silent as a cold corpse.

"Hello, Sophia? This is Bonnie...are you okay? No one answered your phone...please call me back..."

The voice message echoed several times in the dead air, finally waking her up from her deepest confusion.

"Bonnie?"

In the end, she couldn't resist the sweet voice that kept repeating. Her white hands groped on the bedside and found the cell phone that kept vibrating.

Then, a hoarse whisper came out with difficulty from his thirsty throat.

"Sophia! What's wrong with you these past two days? You can't go to school, and I don't answer your phone calls... What happened?!"

The sincere concern that hit her face instantly engulfed Sophia like a sudden storm.

She frowned, and her fingers gently stirred the ends of the strands of golden hair that were scattered on the pillow.

"It's nothing serious... I'm just... falling out of love." Sophia hesitated for a while, and it wasn't until the breathing on the other end of the phone became increasingly rapid that she revealed the truth.

"That uncle?"

"Um……"

"Aren't you dating online?"

"Actually, he and I only communicated on the phone..." Sophia slowly sat up from the bed, twisting her limbs and flexing her stiff muscles.

"Uh..." Bonnie was silent, her breathing seemed to be held, and she seemed to be brewing emotions.

After a while, she gave up the words she was about to blurt out and just sighed deeply.

"Although I know this is your first love, it's too..." Bonnie hesitated, trying hard to search every fold of her cerebral cortex, but still couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

"Ahem...what's too much?" Sofia put the phone a little further away from her, lowered her head and coughed, and then continued to ask Bonnie after clearing away the dirt accumulated in her throat.

"You're so...innocent."

"Innocence? This is the first time I heard someone put such a word on my head."

Sophia got out of bed, bent down to pick up the drink bottle that had been thrown at the foot of the bed, unscrewed the cap, and drank heavily.

Sufficient moisture recalled the vitality of her body, and the shadow of two days of silence seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

"We have never met each other, and the only communication we have is the occasional phone call... I fell in love for no reason, and fell out of love for no reason... I locked myself at home alone..." Bonnie's tone revealed her helplessness, "What kind of little girl are you? ?"

"Have you never been in love before? How come you talk so logically?" Sophia responded dully, picking up the clothes thrown on the ground one by one and putting them on.

"I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run away!" Bonnie pinched her nose and imitated a cute cry of a suckling pig, which almost made Sophia laugh.

"So...why did you fall out of love?" After all, even though she was not optimistic about Sophia's relationship, as her best friend, Bonnie felt that she should fulfill her obligations.

"About...two days ago...after the kidnapping case, I suddenly lost contact with my uncle..." Sophia glanced at the clock on the bedside. Her loneliness and self-isolation made her almost forget about time.

"Then what? No more?" Bonnie asked in surprise.

"...The two of us... I have always taken the initiative to contact him, but as long as I call him, he will answer it no matter what he is doing, day or night..." Understanding what Bonnie was surprised about, Sophia Frowning, he explained intermittently, "Our relationship... is like flying a kite. He and I are always connected by a thread, no matter how far apart we are."

"So now the kite is disconnected... is it completely lost?"

"Um……"

"Did he tell you about breaking up or anything?"

"Actually...I haven't confessed to him...Maybe I just fell in love one-sidedly..." Sophia walked to the bathroom with heavy steps and stared at the delicate, haggard face in the mirror.

"..." Bonnie took a few deep breaths, but unfortunately the timing was not right, otherwise she would have scolded Sophia, a stupid woman, to wake up.

"What does he do?" After a few seconds, Bonnie calmed down her ups and downs and continued to ask.

"He said... he was an agent?" Sofia said uncertainly. She had never taken the job her uncle said seriously before, but this was the only information she could provide.

"I will find it for you, Sophia... no matter who he is..." Bonnie whispered. This stupid love-minded best friend really broke her heart. "Remember to come to school tomorrow... otherwise I will go there myself. Your family is looking for you!”

"Thanks...Bonnie." Sophia expressed her gratitude softly, and then at Bonnie's urging, she hung up the hot phone call.

Maybe Bonnie was right...she was too naive and too stupid.

Sophia looked at the number at the top of her address book and was silent for a long time.

Until the cool moonlight seeped through the gaps between the curtains.

Sophia threw the phone back on the bed and walked to the bathroom, intending to wash up and wash away the past.

On the way, she walked through the familiar passage from the bedroom to the bathroom as usual, until she caught a glimpse of a strange object around the corner.

It was a palm-sized mass, roughly black in color, with some traces of sewing. It looked like an ugly doll.

Sophia thought, bent down and picked it up from the ground.

It's not a doll, that cold feeling in your hand, it's...a robot?

Sophia played with the little robot, looking back and forth carefully.

With its wide body, short limbs, small head, and various traces of manual repair, it looked like a strange robot that someone pieced together from a pile of scrap metal.

"Hey, who are you?"

Subconsciously, she spoke to the ugly little robot.

"Hello……"

As if it heard her voice, the robot suddenly came to life, and its two small eyes glowed blue.

"I*!" Sophia was startled by the robot that suddenly started to move in her hand. She subconsciously let go of her hand, and the little robot fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" She quickly squatted down, picked up the little robot, and checked whether it was broken.

"You...okay..." the little robot kept repeating, an emotionless voice coming from the cold iron sheet.

It shouldn't be broken?

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief and tried to talk to the little robot.

"Hello! My name is Sophia."

"You... okay..." the little robot turned its head, its blue eyes flashing, "Sophia..."

They can actually communicate!

Sophia raised her eyebrows in surprise. She didn't plan to take a shower, so she quickly walked back to the bedroom with the little robot in hand.