Give the slag and accept the end

Su Ying never expected that when he closed and opened his eyes, Rong Ji would grow up.

For him, being destroyed was just a matter of the first second, and the next second, he was standing here.In those years after the destruction, there are almost no traces of his existence. For artificial intelligence, starting up is the beginning of life, and cutting off the power is the end of life.

Therefore, Su Ying, who didn't know much about anything, felt a little ridiculous. One second ago, he was saying goodbye to the young Rong Ji affectionately, but the next second he hugged the adult Rong Ji.

He was a little confused.

……

"That's how it is."

The brain of Su Ying's current machine is very good. He quickly recalled Rong Ji's words twice, and repeated: "You mean, it has been 15 years since I was destroyed, and then you awakened me."

Rong Ji nodded slightly.

"Then you..." 15 years.Su Ying was so shocked by this number that his heart was turbulent. He barely suppressed his excitement and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him.

The love of his life.

The shadow of the snowflake-like child can be vaguely seen in the handsome and pale outline. The hair has been slightly long and hangs down to the shoulders. It is combed back with pomade, and only a few strands hang down on the temples.

His facial features didn't change much, but his eyebrows and eyes grew, and his expression became more and more stern and indifferent. There was no smile or expression on his face, and his robot-like eyeballs were staring at him without turning.Wearing a heavy iron-colored military uniform, he sat there upright, like an unsheathed iron blade facing the sky, and unconsciously exuded an aura that was so cold that it condensed.

In a daze, the figure gradually overlapped with the child who watched him being destroyed mercilessly but remained indifferent a second ago.

"You..." Su Ying originally wanted to get closer, but was frozen back by the icy body.

Rong Ji looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his question.

Su Ying has a lot to ask, for example: 15 years, why haven't you died yet?When I asked this question, I felt like cursing someone, so why did 15 years pass in an instant, and what happened in the middle?Another one, why did you wake me up to continue my treatment?Also, you now...

Stop.

Don't think so much.

"I'm tired." Rong Ji said suddenly.

"Huh?" Su Ying didn't react.

So Rong Ji repeated it again, saying to him: "I'm tired."

After Su Ying slowly digested the words in his mind, he stood up suddenly: "Are you tired?"

"Well, I'm tired." Rong Ji also stood up, walked over and took Su Ying's hand, and walked into the bedroom, "It took me a lot of energy to wake you up just now, and now I'm very tired."

Rong Ji's hand strength is not weak as an adult, at least Su Ying can't break free from him now.The action is also very strong, there is no doubt about it, and there is no room for him to object at all.

If it weren't for Rong Ji's tiredness, Su Ying would not have had time to notice that his lips were all white.In the process of walking in these few steps, the blood color quickly faded to the extent visible to the naked eye, and the complexion was oozing white.Coupled with his white hair and eyebrows, and his cold body temperature, he looked like a ghost and evil spirit floating out of hell.

Morbid to appalling.

"Are you okay?" Su Ying turned to look at him repeatedly as he walked.

Rong Ji nodded, entered the room, went straight to the bedside and sat down without even changing his clothes, and closed his eyes, enduring the pain in his body as fast as lightning.

"Is it very uncomfortable?" Su Ying saw that he was uncomfortable, and asked quickly. Seeing that Rong Ji was silent, but the veins on his forehead were popping up, and his lips were colorless, he was very anxious.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything I can do to help you?" He was most afraid of the suffering of his beloved, but he couldn't do anything to help him suffer.

Rong Ji didn't speak, his eyes were closed tightly, and his head was sweating after a while.

After about 10 minutes, the tormenting pain barely fell to the point where he could bear it. He opened his eyes and saw Su Ying pouring water and taking medicine at the table, and turned around in a hurry go.After the medicine and water were handed to his mouth, the hurried movements stopped.

Rong Ji took the water and medicine from him, took the medicine and drank the water while the other party watched.After a while, he said lightly with a pale face, "Okay."

What a fart.

The medicine and water are all fake things made by Su Ying, which can have a fart effect.

After taking the medicine and drinking the water, Rong Ji seemed to have really been healed. Although his complexion was still ugly, his expression eased a lot.

"Is it better?"

Rong Ji nodded.

"Sleep? Didn't you say you were tired?"

Rong Ji nodded again.

Su Ying wanted to get him pajamas, but saw Rong Ji go to the closet before him and skillfully took out a set of his clothes, and took off his clothes in front of him without hesitation and began to change.

As soon as he took off his clothes, he saw the dense and hideous scars on Rong Ji's body.On the arms, on the waist, on the back, on the legs, and even on the feet.

"What's the matter with your injuries?" Su Ying was so distressed that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

What happened in the past ten years in the blink of an eye? !

"The wounds I received on the battlefield were caused by special weapons, so the scars cannot be removed." Rong Ji put on his clothes, but before he could button them, Su Ying held down his hand.

A hand stroked a circular scar on his heart, which was already very pale compared to the scar on his arm from the fuel burn.

"What's going on here...?"

"At that time, I was accidentally stabbed by a traitor." Rong Ji's voice was as flat and mechanical as ever, as if he was stating something about someone else.

"This is the heart."

"I am an artificial human with strong vitality and not easy to die. I didn't penetrate it, so the problem is not big. Later, I had heart surgery and added some mechanical stents inside to help the heart work normally."

Su Ying's breath trembled: "Mechanical...stand?"

Rong Ji fastened the buttons one by one, and said, "It can also be used, it doesn't matter."

"Are there any side effects?"

"The doctor said that I can't have too much emotional ups and downs. This is not a problem for me." Rong Ji paused, and then said, "I didn't have any emotions at first."

There used to be no.

When Rong Ji saw Su Ying's red eyes, he felt that his semi-mechanical heart was not running smoothly and was beating abnormally.The hand that buttoned the button stopped involuntarily, and concentrated on accepting the other party's emotional gaze.

Su Ying pursed his lips and nodded, then pointed to his uneven skin with different colors on the right half, and asked, "What about these?"

"When I was 20 years old, my mecha was shot down by the enemy, and it burned and exploded in mid-air. I jumped down too slowly, and half of my body was burned. I was wearing a helmet, so my face was fine."

"Really?" Su Ying smiled, "Fortunately, nothing happened, if such a handsome face gets hurt..."

It suddenly occurred to him that Baicheng's face was injured, which was quite ugly, so he didn't say any more.

"Don't you like how ugly I am?" Rong Ji asked.

Bering's artificial human technology has reached a certain level of customization through genetic modification, such as hair color, body hair, height, eye color, and so on.

But the only thing that is difficult to customize is the appearance. This is not a more complicated matter than transforming the human brain, but it is a subject that Bering doesn't care about.After all, the current human beings have been screened for generations, and no matter how bad their looks are, they will not be bad. In this interstellar empire where "strength" is paramount, no one cares too much about appearance.

"No, I just feel sorry that you have suffered so much during my absence. If I were here..." Su Ying forced a smile, "It seems that I can't help you much."

Rong Ji stood still, blinking expressionlessly.

Su Ying touched his pale face: "I originally thought that in this life, I could grow up with you, love and protect you, prevent you from suffering and grievance, and let you have the most beautiful and complete life." Childhood, being a happy kid has the best memories."

But everything is not the same as imagined.

"But I can't do anything, I'm sorry." Su Ying embraced the stiff Rong Ji, patted his head like coaxing a child, and said pitifully, "Thank you, Rong Ji."

Rong Ji said, "It's not hard work."

None of this is bitter.

"Su Ying, I'm tired."

"Okay, go to sleep." Su Ying waited for him to change and go to bed, then turned off the light, and sat by the bed, "I'm not sleepy, I'm watching you sleep."

Rong Ji had no objection and closed his eyes.

The regular breathing of the person beside him gradually calmed his beating heart.He couldn't actually sleep, but was too tired.Accompanied by the gentle touch of the person beside the bed, the unprecedented relaxation and comfort made Rong Ji quickly fall into a light sleep.

For many years, he has not had a good night's sleep, whether in reality or in the virtual world.

"I don't want to be your tool anymore." Su Ying said, "Rong Ji, if possible, I want to forget all of this, all... all..."

"Love is programmed, that's not love."

"Rong Ji, you are human, you should understand this better than me."

"Don't indulge in illusory love, reality... is more important than illusion."

Um.good.

this is the last time.

For the last time, let me dream again.