Chapter 2482

So

Just for that person will not be hurt by any irritation, even if everything in the past is forgotten, doesn't it matter?

I heard that love is indulgence and love is restraint.

If so,

Has the host been restrained to the extreme.

After all, the person who once completely owned, in the twinkling of an eye, looked at her coldly and carefully with the eyes that still smiled the day before.

This psychological gap is probably the most cruel.

After all, Si Jin doesn't remember anything.

It is the host that bears everything.

This kind of thing happens. You love me. I really don't blame the official allocation.

It's really hard to think about love with such a system.

So it volunteered to put forward a suggestion, "it's really not good. You go directly to him and hear that love is made."

"Do you want to die, Feng Xiaoluo?" the next second, a faint and cool voice sounded in Feng Luo's ear.

Seal off: "..."

Si Jin never came to the room this night.

The villa is brightly lit, but it seems very empty.

The people in the living room didn't step into the room, and the girls in the room didn't go out once.

Silent tacit understanding.

The next day,

early morning,

When Si Jin comes out,

I saw two big and one small standing in the living room.

He paused as he tidied up his tie. The snow-white Cufflinks were slightly rolled, and the exposed half of his porcelain white wrist was dazzling in the early morning sun.

Ranbai just stood there lazily, very innocent.

And angel has obviously refreshed his outlook on life and values... Three outlooks. He looked at Si Jin with great doubts. He always had a mechanical tone and even had some ups and downs. I don't know if it was an illusion, "Mr. Si, is this your new robot? Why does she have no heartbeat like me!"

"How did she get in?" Ann was already immersed in her doubts. She felt a strong sense of crisis when she thought that her artificial intelligence robot might be replaced by a new robot.

Its position can never be replaced!

It's the best robot ever.

Si Jin: "

Angel is still thinking about what kind of robot dyed white is and whether it belongs to the same family.

Why does the workmanship look so exquisite? It's just like a person.

Unlike it,

The whole body is made of metal.

This made Ann's heart fall into a strong sadness and almost drowned.

For this little fool who has been pestering herself to ask what kind she is since she first started in the morning, ranbai really doesn't bother to answer.

Except that she has no heartbeat, which point does she dare to ask like a robot???

Si Jin listened to Ann's words, slightly picked a delicate dark eyebrow tip, gave a light Ho, pulled his tie with his left hand, and then freed up one hand to pat Ann. His voice was very light: "she's not a robot."

Angel:???

"Have humans evolved to live without a heartbeat?" as a very simple little robot, Ann really can't understand what the girl standing in front of her is.

Si Jin didn't explain again.

After all, specifically.

He is not familiar with the girl who suddenly appeared in his life.

At best,

What this man is familiar with is just another him.

Think of it here.

The temperature at the bottom of the young eyes faded like the tide, without half warmth, and always calm and alienated.

To Si Jin's surprise,

The man seems to be pestering him.

He could almost see this red figure in his sight.

It's like you're alone,

Then she's here.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, at sunrise, a white light appeared in the sky. The first oblique light came in, and you can see the floating dust floating in the light. The figure beside you seems to be more dazzling than the rising sun.

In the early morning, in the moist air of the forest path mixed with the fragrance of soil, she will lazily shuttle through one tree after another, and the sun will fall on the girl through the lush trees, like an elf falling into the forest.

In the library where the atmosphere is quiet and only the subtle sound of turning pages is left, Si Jin habitually holds a book and leans against the window. At this time, the girl usually calms down. She leans against his back, and her long black hair inadvertently tilts down and rubs her skin, bringing slight itching.

Si Jin likes to walk slowly in the bookstore with a cup of tea and carefully select books one after another. At this time, it seems that as long as he raises his eyes, there is a familiar color in front of him.

Similarly, he also likes to put down a cup of coffee next to him in the dead of night and construct a more perfect world against the portraits hanging on the wall in the dim light, but it seems that the most real place is the existence of the people around him.

It seems that where you look,

It's all her.

In the villa,

Ann has been used to this strange creature that doesn't seem to be a human or a robot. She will appear next to her master. Even when preparing afternoon tea, she will habitually prepare two.

As for seeing that ranbai can really drink afternoon tea, Ann is a little envious, jealous and hateful. After all, as a robot, although he is a super technological artificial intelligence.

But we still can't eat human things and drink human drinks.

For this inexplicable robot, she always looks at her complicated eyes, and dye white has always ignored it. After all, she doesn't know when Ann will persist in classifying her as strange creatures.

The girl was dressed in crimson and her delicate face was bathed in the sun. She was lazy. With a pen in her hand, she slowly circled a red circle on the date on the calendar, then turned her eyes and looked at Si Jindao. She was very evil: "you must come back at 0:00 in three days. Surprise for you. I'll wait for you."

The boy leaned back against the chair, and the book was directly buttoned on his face, covering half of his face, leaving only his arc beautiful and white chin, and his pale lips seemed to be covered with a faint awn by the sun.

He didn't know whether he heard it or not. In short, he moved.

…

Two days later,

Ten o'clock at night.

Si Jin covered the cap of the pure black pen, then calmly threw it aside and raised his hand to straighten his tie.

The night is very dark, some obscure, like a lingering fog.

Through the half open window, you can see the high-rise buildings outside. The bright lights are like bright stars in the night. The wide street is full of people and vehicles.

But usually,

Such a bustling and noisy atmosphere has nothing to do with Si Jin.

After all, in such a clean to spotless, cold and open psychological place.

It was always quiet so that there was no sound except the patient.