Deng Huailing lowered his eyes to look at the palm of the bionic man, raised his right hand for a while and slowly covered it, and then the bright moonlight fell on the back of his hand.He held Rosie's hand and pulled her up, and the two sat snuggled up under the quilt, looking side by side at the eternal night of God's Residence outside the window.

He pulled out the pushpin to remove the window paper, and the cold underground wind blew through their hair, but Deng Huailing still acted as a heat source, her skin was dry and hot, clinging to Rosie's side.He bit the bionic man's earlobe and said, "Like watching the moon?"

The shrine is located on a high ground, and this is the place closest to the jellyfish floating on the roof of the cave. The moonlight is much brighter than other places.They looked out through the bare windows, the houses of the shrine are interlinked, soaked in a light like water, the breeze blows the clear bell, reminding Deng Huailing of Yue Yesheng's fantasy sea system.

It turns out that there is a shrine similar to that in the illusion. The man who left his wife and daughter underground and lived alone on the ground poured his thoughts and efforts into the fantasy sea system to create such a beautiful illusion.

In fact, Yue Yesheng's illusion is much more ideal than God's Residence. The real shrine in God's Residence is actually built from a mixture of earth, stone and garbage.You can’t see clearly in the dark, but you can see the crushed cans, plastic bottles, and wrapping paper in the gaps when you get close to the wall. After all, in Cesina, garbage is the cheapest building material.

All the houses are built in this way, not to mention the gold decoration, even the shape is barely maintained. If this place can be illuminated by bright light, it must be more like a place where ghosts live than gods, because it is too ugly.It's a sea of garbage.

"I seem to have seen similar situations before, shrines, jellyfish, and moving moonlight..." Rosie thought in confusion, then shook her head, dismissed those confusing memories, and smiled, "Mr. Deng, bionicsThere is no preference. I just want to share the beautiful things with you, if I am alone, all the scenery will be meaningless."

"Why do you want to share it with me?" Deng Huailing couldn't help pulling him into his arms, rubbing the tip of his nose against Rosie's neck, as if he was considering where to start his mouth.He himself didn't realize that this series of actions would lead to crossing the line, and the hunger made him act according to instinct.

"Probably because I want to make Mr. Deng happy." Rosie observed Deng Huailing's expression, and intercepted the other party's words first, "I know what you are going to say, it is indeed because of the program, the instruction told me to please you. ButEvery time I please you, my emotional module will show positive feedback, and I feel... very happy."

The moonlight fell on his hair, and the bionic man raised his head innocently and ignorantly, "I haven't asked you, Mr. Deng, that seeing another person happy makes me feel happy too—does this count as liking?"

Deng Huailing clenched his fingers, feeling the tightness in his throat, and the nameless fire was burning his throat.He had the idea of kissing the other party again, and he had tried his best to restrain it once at noon. At that time, Rosie agreed, but he knew that this was not the other party's real thoughts.Willing to get close to him and cooperate with him.

He was annoyed that Rosie only needed to tease Rosie lightly with feathery words, and he would want to eat the person in front of him and eat every inch of flesh and blood.This kind of relationship is not equal, Rosie can stay with him quietly, but he can't suppress the boiling blood, he can't help it but his teeth itch.

"That's right." Deng Huailing suddenly lay down sullenly, sleeping sideways on the edge of the tatami, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest first."

Rosie immediately nailed the window paper for him intimately, turned her head to look at the administrator who was rolled up under the blanket, and leaned over to stroke the broken hair around the other's ear: "Mr. Deng, your negative emotions seem to be surging. I just saidDid you say something wrong?"

The quilt was rolled up motionless, and the man breathed evenly, as if he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the bed.

"Mr. Deng, are you asleep?"

"...Falling asleep." Deng Huailing frowned, turned around and stared at the bionic man, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Rosie lay down next to the administrator, her eyes were vaguely disappointed in the dim light: "Yesterday you said that you would teach me what to like a little bit, maybe I am really too stupid, and the answer is too far away, Mr. DengAre you too lazy to teach me?"

"No, I'm just sleepy." Deng Huailing denied.

"But you didn't kiss me today." Rosie went to the bottom of the matter aggrievedly, "This is the way humans express liking, don't you think you don't like me after a day?"

"What did you say?" Deng Huailing was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.Before Rosie could repeat it a second time, he lifted the quilt and sat up, staring at the bionic man very clearly, "Rosie, don't you remember what we talked about at noon? About the level of intimacy you can accept."

"How much intimacy can I accept?" Rosie didn't understand. "Mr. Deng, you have the authority to do anything to me. If you want to kiss me, just kiss me."

Deng Huailing's eyes became more serious: "Are you sure you want to kiss me?"

"I'm sure." Rosie slowly got up and approached him, "If Mr. Deng has doubts, can I kiss you instead?"

There was a soft sucking feeling from the corner of the lips, and the bionic man hooked his neck under the moonlight, and gently pressed Deng Huailing's lips.

Rosie tried to pry open his teeth strangely, but Deng Huailing didn't cooperate, the desire was squeezed out by the newborn doubts, he felt a clear sense of separation, the words and deeds of the bionic man before and after were extremely contradictory, soIt's like two people co-existing in one body.

...Wait, two people?

Rosie had no choice but to let go of him, and whispered: "Is this okay, Mr. Deng? You still don't look very happy."

"Do you still remember what happened on the sofa in the morning?" Deng Huailing ignored it, but pursued, "I... well, I played a hooligan on you, and then you beat me off the sofa."

"Did I hurt Mr. Deng?" Rosie opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief, "It's impossible, there are iron rules in the procedure, even if you want to kill me, I will never do anything to you."

Eyelids twitched, and Deng Huailing felt that things suddenly became extremely complicated. He tried his best to recall, and many incompatible memory fragments were quickly sorted out and arranged in front of him.

There were indeed many doubtful moments, when Rosie no longer looked like a bionic person, not even as gentle and submissive as usual, like a monarch on the top of a mountain of power, her powerful aura was undoubtedly revealed.

Having experienced the mission of Mary Ellis, he thought that Rosie's abnormality was the result of self-awareness. CyberRose is probably doing some secret experiments on the consciousness of bionics, and his bionics were sent to the front line for useexperimental body.

But this conjecture is obviously inconsistent with the reality - even if the inconsistency of Rosie's behavior can be explained by the contradiction between the program and self-awareness, how can Rosie's missing part of her memory be explained?According to the story of Mary watched in the Magic Sea system, self-awareness will not cause Mary amnesia, let alone lead to logically inconsistent behavior.

Besides, he understands Rosie's programming, and his self-consciousness refuses to have intimate contact with him, which is no problem; but how can a rigid program understand the meaning of love and take the initiative to kiss him?This ability to perceive and learn about emotions is a gift that only human beings possess.

"So, you forced me to let go on the Bernau Bridge..." Deng Huailing said halfway, looking at the increasingly bewildered expression of the bionic man, "You also forgot?"

"I thought you were persuaded by me." Rosie checked her memory center in a panic, but there was no scene of him falling from the bridge, from Deng Huailing holding his hand hanging on the bridge, to the other party hugging him from the shallow water.When I woke up, my memory was blank.

Why was it never strange to him that such an important memory was missing?Maybe the memory center is damaged, in that case it will cost a lot of money to repair it, and you will have to stay in CyberRose for a while, and you won't be able to see Deng Huailing.

"Mr. Deng, I'm not broken." Rosie begged, "Please don't send me for repairs, I don't want to leave your side."

Deng Huailing stroked the back of the bionic man's neck and comforted him earnestly: "I know, this is not your problem, as long as you want to stay by my side, I will not let you go." He had a vague guess in his heartWell, the real reason is not like the damage of Rosie's memory center, but - from the very beginning, two consciousnesses dominated this body in turn.

If we deduce from conjecture, all kinds of mysteries can be explained. Rosie will not remember what happened between them, and will show a completely opposite temperament, because that consciousness replaced Rosie to get along with him.

Thinking about it carefully, there is also a slight difference between the voices of the two consciousnesses. Rosie’s voice is gentle and docile, and has a fixed program when simulating joy, anger, doubts and other emotions, while the other consciousness is more freewheeling. Deng Huailing has been with each other for a long timeNow, I'm familiar with Rosie's tone of voice, and can occasionally recognize the difference.

But wouldn't this assumption be too bold?Apart from schizophrenia, Deng Huailing has never heard of a person having multiple consciousnesses, let alone Rosie is a bionic person.A guess is just a guess, without solid evidence, he will not jump to conclusions hastily.

The structure of the bionic human is very complicated, maybe there is something wrong with some parts.

Deng Huailing stared at Rosie's face, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in a short moment.It is undeniable that he was disturbed by the conjecture of the two consciousnesses, and he couldn't help thinking about how many times in the past time, that consciousness had replaced Rosie with him, how many times he had been attracted to another person.

There is no solution to this problem, that consciousness is deliberately disguising, he cannot recall all the fragmentary details of his life, and then separate them.These are not the things to consider now, the most important thing is to find clues to figure out the ins and outs. He has to figure out what happened to Rosie.

But when his eyes fell on Rosie's face, Deng Huailing hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to continue asking.He hugged the bionic man's shoulders and lay down again, as if trying to avoid the truth: "It doesn't matter, just go to sleep."

Rosie shrank obediently under the quilt, leaned over and pecked at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Mr. Deng, good night." She closed her eyes and started to sleep.

In the silence of the night, Deng Huailing looked sideways at the person on his arm, Rosie's eyelashes seemed to melt into the moonlight, and there was a faint smile on her face, much like the downcast smile in an ancient oil paintingsaints.

who are you?Deng Huailing asked silently, as if watching a beautiful mystery.

What would happen if he could actually find out why the government had put Rosie next to him?He had an extraordinarily strong feeling that if the mystery was solved, Rosie would go away from him and never, never come back.

He thought about it endlessly, until his eyelids were heavy, and the illusory dream captured him.Perhaps because of overthinking before going to bed, the clues constantly circling in his mind were subconsciously classified, sorted out, and reintegrated. He accidentally fell from the cliff of reason and fell into the cold and snowy dream of his childhood.