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

You swung your fist, Calvino turned his head to avoid it, and his fist hit the metal wall dully—to be honest, it hurt a bit, you immediately turned around and bent your knees to make him lose his balance, and then pressed Calvino and the two of them fell together. on the floor.But you soon got tired of this one-sided beating, and you simply did nothing, put your whole weight on Calvino, and tilted your head to see his expression—Calvino was still expressionless, but he Dodging your gaze.

"Still branding rules? Don't want to hurt me—you're fucking hypocritical."

You twirled his long hair once and for a while, recalling your horrible past life in a flat tone, "I have experienced all this, about you, do you know what you once said to me? You said that I was like a bug— —Oh no, worse than bedbugs, how can you say such nasty things! Who would have thought we were having sex yesterday? Damn."

"...I'm sorry." Calvino said dryly.

You propped your chin and sneered: "I'm sorry for what? Apologize for your brother in the parallel universe? Come on, I said that everything that happened cannot be easily erased, just like even if I do it all over again, I will still meet you, You'll still be wasting your inexhaustible time on ethical issues, damned philosopher."

"But...you never really wanted to kill me, Calvino, not even once, even in captivity, you didn't hurt me, you know? Your last words were my name, to hear you call me I was really shaken after hearing his name." You leaned closer to him, so close that your breath intertwined, let your shadow completely occupy his eyes, this time there is no campfire, night, or teammates who want to give you an injection, you gently Touching Calvino's lips, the voice dropped,

"Maybe what I did was too radical. Now, Calvino, can you throw away your strange logic? About the branding rules, about the relationship between me and you, it's so fucking easy to solve, there must be a way to solve it .”

"No," Calvino lowered his slender eyelashes, "I can't find it, I can't find it, I don't know what to do, I don't want to be bound, but I don't want to lose you either..."

You interrupted his philosophical muttering, with a slightly irritable tone, "Then accept it! Listen carefully, anyway, this rule only binds Calvino and Lin Luo now, doesn't it? Then you love it, Keep loving, and you can only love me—even if there is ice and asphalt, ice and asphalt between you and me! Don’t even think about having other objects, just let me be your only Eve.”

"That's the way the world is, we can't change it, we can only decide how we respond, so - leave it up to me, Calvino, what's your response?"

Facing the silence of the other party, you are actually a little uneasy. You are not sure whether this stubborn donkey will be persuaded by your flattering logic. You prop up your upper body, and you can't help but breathe lightly—although you know that the sound of breathing is not Will cover his answer, but you are still a little nervous, and for a moment, the corridor seems to be drained of oxygen, and you feel a little hypoxic.

"My Eve," Calvino finally replied, spreading his five fingers and gently placing them on the side of your face, "My one and only, Eve."

You leaned over with a smile, bit his lower lip, and said with a chuckle: "I'm glad you have this choice, let me think about it, counting the time I was activated-forget it, put your parallel universe brother In addition, these times are enough for us to love to death, but the time we really spend together is really pitiful! Although we don't need to talk about cultivating relationships, I still want to stay with you for a while."

"Wait," Calvino asked, maintaining a posture of letting go of mermaids, "here?"

You continued to undress, and pulled down the zipper of your trousers, "Why, disagree?"

"No", Calvino's silver eyes looked at you gently.

"Then shut up."

——Ending

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Digging pits is easy but filling pits is difficult, I choose death (goodbye manual)