Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

More than a decade later, Mo Heng had grown into a mature man and was no longer tickled by Chu Jun, which made Chu Jun feel a little sorry.

Mo Heng now has a new worry. He is forty years old now. According to the lifespan of this plane, one-fifth of his life has passed. Even if he uses the most advanced technology, he can only live to more than two hundred years old.

By this time, the two had moved to a new place. Mo Heng went to the storage room and hid a USB drive in a corner. On the USB drive was a pattern of a snow lotus, a sacred flower found in books. Mo Heng's mother loved it so much that she carved a snow lotus into the USB drive.

Mo Heng stroked the pattern on the USB flash drive. Inside was the only thing Mo Ru left for him. Mo Heng guessed what it was without even looking at it: the core file of the "consciousness uploading technology."

All the relevant file data stored in Yimota have been shattered by Mo Heng. This technology has not been conquered over the years. This is the only backup of this technology.

"Do you want to open it?" Mo Heng looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes already wrinkled. He hesitated, wanting to stay with him a little longer.

I don’t know how long artificial intelligence can survive, but it will definitely be longer than me. If I am gone, what will happen if that little fool is deceived by others? I’m so worried.

The advantage of consciousness uploading technology is immortality, and the disadvantage is also immortality.

I can stay with Chu Jun forever, but I can't move towards the future.

Chu Jun woke up that day and saw his lover sitting at the head of the bed. He crawled to the edge of the bed and lay on his back: "What's wrong, Lao Gong?"

"I want to be with you forever." The man said without any context.

"Of course we will be together forever, forever and ever." Chu Jun understood Mo Heng's concerns.

I don't want him to be so anxious. No matter whether he is a human being who is gradually getting old, or becomes a pseudo artificial intelligence like myself, the puppy should be happy!

Mo Heng suddenly felt that nothing mattered, as long as Xiaojun could be happy in this life.

Moreover, this technology belongs to his mother, and she probably doesn't want him to do the same thing as Imota because of his own selfish desires.

Mo Heng sensed Chu Yun's restlessness, smiled, grabbed Chu Yun's rebellious hand, pushed him onto the bed, and tickled him with his hand.

"Ahhhh, Ah Heng, you're so bad." Chu Jun never thought that he would fall victim to his ticklish skin. He should have been watching when Mo Heng made this body. "Next time I'm going to get a body without ticklish skin. Hahahahaha."

In order to shut Chu Yun up, Mo Heng had no choice but to sacrifice himself. After finally serving the man and making him happy, he sold some of his sexual favors before he got Chu Yun's forgiveness.

When Mo Heng was eighty years old, his organs began to decline.

At that time, Yu Qing, who had become a well-known biomimeticist, hoped that Mo Heng could get new organs, but his friend refused: "Isn't the meaning of life to grow old with the ones you love? I am already very content."

Yu Qing looked at the two men sitting on the sofa, who were already looking a bit older, and didn't try to persuade them. Mo Heng was no longer the stubborn child he once was.

After chatting with the two for a few words and leaving the vegetables he brought, Yu Qing left, leaving the space to the sweet couple.

When I walked into the yard, I saw a black puppy holding a ball, panting and running back to the house, with a white cat following leisurely behind it.

The virtual projections of colorful flowers around seemed to have really traveled through dimensions and arrived in reality.

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As an ordinary person, Mo Heng has lived for a long time. Without using any technology, he lived to be 134 years old. He passed away in his sleep without any illness or disaster, which was pretty good.

Chu Jun looked at the old man who had lost his breath on the bed, her forehead resting on Mo Heng's chest, her tears wetting his clothes.

Although I promised Mo Heng not to cry and to be happy forever, no matter how many times I tried, I still couldn't get used to his leaving.

Chu Jun was holding a button in his hand, which Mo Heng had left for him before he died.

Mo Heng said, if you are unhappy, just press it.

Chu Jun was unhappy now. Looking at the old man lying quietly on the bed, he pressed the button.

Then I felt the world spinning and I found myself in a virtual space.

A translucent screen appeared before my eyes.

"The game is about to begin, are you ready?"

There was only one option below: 'YES'. Chu Jun clicked it in confusion.

Then, the surrounding space began to change and turned into Mo Heng's small house in the slums. Chu Jun saw that it was exactly the same as it was more than a hundred years ago, even the teacup on the table was restored.

With a "click", the door opened and "Mo Heng" walked in from outside with a smile that Chu Jun was familiar with on his face.

Chu Jun was stunned for a moment. The person before him looked so much like him, as if that innocent boy from a hundred years ago had traveled through time and space to arrive here. But Chu Jun knew that this was probably just a projection record.

The screen lit up again in front of Chu Jun. 'Your lover is back. Do you want to hug him? (Please, he really wants a hug~)'

This time the options below have changed.

"I'll just give you a hug, even though it's a rare opportunity~ (Your lover feels wronged~)"

'Run and jump for a hug (your lover will love this!)'

Chu Jun chose the second one, and then "Mo Heng" on the opposite side blushed with embarrassment. Chu Jun ran over and gave Mo Heng a big hug as the option said.

In Mo Heng's arms, Chu Jun smiled helplessly and said, "Are you stupid? How can you fool people like this..."

Using the memories of the past hundred years, I built a game in the virtual space, and have been secretly acting coquettishly.

If this energy was used when pursuing someone before, Chu Jun would be completely fascinated.

I don’t know when Mo Heng started making this game.

Who says innocent men can’t be caring when they grow up? Isn’t this the best at coaxing people?

"Mo Heng" didn't understand what Chu Yun was saying, but just like in his memory, he buried his face in Chu Yun's neck out of embarrassment because of the hug.

[Pino, I want to take this game away!] Chu Jun touched Mo Heng's head and said to Pino in his heart.

He doesn’t want anything else, but this is the puppy’s hard work, so he must take it away!

[This is what Master Mo Heng left for you. Of course you can take it away.]

Chu Jun stayed in the virtual space for a few more hours. When he came out, he had changed his unhappy mood. He was already looking forward to his next meeting with Mo Heng.

As usual, Chu Yun would stay until the seventh day after Mo Heng's death.

These few days, he cleaned the house that was full of memories of the two of them, and found a lot of small things that Mo Heng had hidden.

"Is he a hamster? Why does he like to hide all the important things?" Chu Yun was touched by his cuteness.

Chu Jun found a USB flash drive among a pile of things. It had a snow lotus pattern engraved on it. He had found it before in his old house, but he had never known what was inside.

Driven by curiosity, Chu Yun plugged the USB drive into the computer, and the screen was filled with data that Chu Yun could not understand.

[Pino, what are these?]

It's consciousness uploading technology.

Should he exist here?

Maybe not.

Chu Yun buried the USB drive and Mo Heng underground, hoping that when this technology sees the light of day again, it will truly bring hope to people as expected.

On the seventh day, Chu Jun came to the storage room at home, took a badge from the display cabinet, and disappeared on the spot.