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Eve was a very important existence to Feng Yan when he was a child. She taught him many things and grew up with him for two years.

Although Feng Yan has forgotten what happened before, he still remembers the childhood he spent with Eve.

That's something he'll never forget.

Chuzheng looked calmly at the girl on the tombstone.

No experimental product in the entire TID project was successful. How did she succeed?

Specific factors or coincidence?

"Brother." Feng Wuye had never gotten along with Eve, so naturally he couldn't understand Feng Yan's mood. He patted Feng Yan on the shoulder and left first to wait outside.

Chuzheng also left.

Feng Wuye asked curiously: "Little cutie, do you think this can really achieve immortality in that way?"

"You want to study?"

"I don't do this kind of thing, I'm just curious, curious." Feng Wuye almost wrote "I am a Sanhao citizen" on his forehead.

"The more curious you are, the more you will want to know the result. One day, you will cross that line." Chuzheng lowered his head: "So, don't be curious."

Feng Wuye frowned and did not answer immediately.

"Little cutie, you haven't thought about anything else?"

"What else?"

Feng Wuye: "You are an artificial intelligence with autonomous consciousness. In the online world, you can come and go freely and do whatever you want."

Chuzheng: "Have you ever thought about a question?"

"……What?"

"I was just born in a companion robot." I don't have such lofty goals.

"……"so what? Now that you have awakened your sense of autonomy, do you still care about your origin?

"So I'm not interested in anything else."

"So what are you interested in?"

Chuzheng looked at the people coming down from the cemetery, and Feng Wuye followed her gaze with a strange expression.

Will artificial intelligence have feelings?

If she and Feng Yan are together, wouldn't that mean... that she can be Feng Yan's father?

Feng Wuye suddenly became a little excited when he thought about it: "Do you like my brother?"

Chuzheng glanced at him and said nothing.

Feng Wuye took this as his default, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Go back." Feng Yan had already gotten off the bus, with a downcast expression. He didn't look at anyone as he bent down and got into the car.

After all, he was still in the cemetery, and Feng Wuye restrained his excitement about becoming a father.

On the way back, Feng Yan just looked out the car window without any desire to communicate.

"Hey, why did this collapse?" Feng Wuye yelled as soon as he entered the villa.

The blocks that Feng Yan put together fell to the ground.

"I got something." Feng Yan looked tired: "You have nothing to do here. You can go back first."

"But I..." Feng Wuye looked at Feng Yan and then at Chuzheng: "Okay, I'll go back first."

Feng Wuye seemed uneasy, and when he left, he told Chuzheng: "Just watch him."

"Um."

-

Feng Yan was not too depressed. After returning, he started working normally and returned to his previous appearance.

Because there are so many things going on during this period, Feng Yan’s work backlog is huge.

So we were still having video conferences in the middle of the night.

By the time Feng Yan finished the meeting, it was already past midnight. He got up and moved his somewhat stiff body, then went back to his room to wash up and go to bed.

As soon as he lay down, the door clicked.

Then the other side of the bed sank slightly, and a rustling sound sounded in his ears.

Feng Yan turned to look at the person lying next to him: "What are you doing?"

"Lie down."

"...I asked you why you are here?"

"You are here."

"..." Feng Yan took a deep breath: "Go back to your room."

"I don't take up any space." Chuzheng lay still and said confidently, "You've kissed me and hugged me, so what if you sleep a little?"

Feng Yan: "!!!"

Feng Yan's brain was pounding.

Listen to what these are saying?

But he was really sleepy and had no energy to talk nonsense with Chuzheng, so he turned over and turned his back to Chuzheng.

The next day.

Feng Yan woke up at seven o'clock sharp. He was a little fuzzy when he woke up, but when he turned around and saw that pretty little face, his sleepiness disappeared instantly.

Feng Yan's gentle heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

Why is she here? !

Feng Yan recalled for a moment, and remembered that she had come here last night. He was too sleepy, so he didn't chase her away.

But why was he holding her?

Holding such a beautiful little girl in his arms so early in the morning made Feng Yan feel a little aroused.

Feng Yan had a headache and didn't dare to move for fear of waking Chu Zheng.

After Feng Yan calmed down for a while, he carefully removed Chu Zheng's hand from his body and rubbed it under the bed bit by bit.

"where to?"

Feng Yan's arm was grabbed and he fell back on the bed again.

"……work."

"oh."

After pulling him loose, Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up.

However, the next second he was pushed back again, and his long golden hair flashed through his peripheral vision, and then only the bright gold remained in front of him.

The golden morning light jumped into the room from the gap in the curtains, and the meager light filled the entire room.

The curtains slide, letting more sunlight fall into the room.

Chuzheng was leaning against the door of the bathroom, while Feng Yan was brushing his teeth. He could see people in the mirror, but his eyes were averted and he didn't dare to meet the people in the mirror.

Feng Yan spit out the foam, and his lips turned abnormally bright red.

Feng Yan came out of the bathroom, sideways away from Chu Zheng, and went into the cloakroom to change clothes.

Chuzheng left the room first without following.

When Feng Yan came downstairs, there was already breakfast on the table.

Feng Yan was slightly stunned: "Did you do it?"

After she got here, he didn't allow her to touch the kitchen at first, but then she really didn't enter the kitchen again.

"Of course not." Chuzheng pulled out a chair for Feng Yan: "I had someone bring it."

"I can do it myself." Feng Yan was not used to it.

Chuzheng sat him down and reminded him coldly and ruthlessly: "Eat quickly, you are going to be late."

Feng Yan: "..."

She also meant to say that if she hadn't pressed her and kissed her, she would have been late?

Feng Yan was really in a hurry, so he didn't care about Chu Zheng and quickly finished his breakfast, picked up his things and hurried out.

-

Hengrun Technology.

Li Sheng has been feeling uneasy these past few days.

Especially after the TID incident and the tasks posted on the news, he became increasingly uneasy.

"This is like this for now. You don't need to report to me if you follow up later. I don't raise you for decoration." Li Sheng waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to follow up.

Li Sheng opened the office door in a great mood.

There was a tall man standing in the office. Li Sheng frowned: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Clang——

People outside the office fell silent at the same time and looked at Li Sheng's office.

After three seconds of silence, someone came to his senses and rushed into Li Sheng's office.

"Mr. Li!"

"Go and have a look!"

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, what happened..."

Li Sheng's office was in a mess, but their manager Li was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone looked at each other.

What happened?

Where is their Mr. Li?