[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

"I didn't finish everything." You tightened your fingers, Glock's cold lines pressed against your hand, you choked up, and said, "I can't do it, I can't kill him, he... Father, you will How to answer? I don't know what to do, father, what should I do?"

Your hands were shaking all the time, and you could even hear your teeth clinking lightly.What should you do?Suicide, or something else?

At this time, the door was violently knocked open, and the lights scrambled to pour in. You covered your eyes, and the too bright light made you dizzy.The person who hit the door was undoubtedly Klauen, he rushed up and held you in his arms, his voice was extremely tense: "Feng Mian, calm down, please? Feng Mian! Did you hear that? Feng Mian!" "You have to lose money. "You pointed to the door and answered, Crone was stunned for a moment, then laughed out: "Okay, I pay, double, but... put down the gun first, okay?" You shook your head and said, "No, let I take it, even if I want to kill myself, it's my right, Crone, you can't take it away."

"Okay," Kraun hugged you up, "but before you exercise your right to commit suicide, I'll take you to a place first, and you can decide after that. I won't stop you, okay?" You were helpless He replied calmly: "Are you asking for advice? If I disagree, will you let me go?" Kraun answered you with a smile. You curled up in his arms, and the night wind brushed your cheeks, as if you were With all your heat sucked, your head rests on the side of Crohn's neck, his pulse against your temple.

"Feng Mian, open your eyes." Kraun put you down, grabbed your shoulders from your back, and let you lean into his arms.You slowly open your eyes and find yourself standing on the top floor of a building. You don't know where it is, and you don't have the strength to think, but it seems that there are tall skyscrapers under your feet. The rainbow has become a colorful river under the giant's feet. Standing here, it seems that your breathing is suppressed by this dizziness, and the high-altitude wind is whistling in your ears. You can't help chuckling: "Klawn, you are not afraid of me jumping, it's you Want to help me?"

"Neither, Fengmian, I want you to live," Klauen rested his chin on your neck: "Look, isn't it beautiful? Every time I'm not happy, I come to a tall building, Looking down at the world from this angle, no matter how big the things that make me unhappy, they will be drowned by these lights. No matter how majestic the building, no matter how great the person is, they are just a speck of dust in my eyes at this moment. Feng Mian, you convinced me Forget about the past, then now you throw everything in Washington like me, throw it into time, we go back to Alton, or England, China, it doesn't matter.

I'm scared right now, you know?Fengmian, I was wondering if everything I did was right, I thought you would be happy because of the truth, but you seem to have fallen into a situation worse than hatred, which I didn't expect-maybe because I didn't If you understand it, make a rash decision.Lin Fengmian, I know that it is impossible for me to restore everything now, and I can't bear the pain for you. You can decide your own life and death, but I hope you can watch more and learn to forget. "

You looked sideways at Klauen: "You won't stop me? Even if I jump in front of you?" Klauen lowered his eyes, let you go, and stepped back slowly: "I love you, but this is you rights, and freedom."

At this moment, you hear the call of the void. They rise from the flowing fluorescent river, are blown by the high-altitude airflow, entangle you, and penetrate into the bones. Ren's singing voice: Jump down, jump down, everything will be fine.

Yeah?You hold up your Glock 21, which represents your hatred and your past, and it's time to end it all.

"Forgive me for the high-altitude parabolic." You said, let go of your hand, and the black gun was swallowed by the neon lights of Washington, and there was no trace of it anymore.You left the edge, turned around and hugged Crohn fiercely: "Damn responsibility, Stanley taught me, saved his own life, and saved mine."

Crane smiled and kissed you: "Have you figured out where to go?" "Whatever," you said, "I'll just have you."

——Ending

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I can finally open the doomsday mode~