The expression on Lu Jiande's face was extremely unnatural, indifferent to the point of sluggishness, as if he had just woken up, "Why do you ask that?"

When he said this, his own heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and his eyes were in chaos.

Sun Hui sneered, "You are not normal, very abnormal. Don't even try to pretend in front of me. I know you very well."

Lu Jiande grimaced, "I didn't cheat. I swear, I will never have anything to do with other women." Lii is artificial intelligence, not other women.

Sun Hui was out of anger, her eyes were red with anger, "You lied!" Her voice was loud, like a thunderbolt in the room, Lu Jiande threw the foot-washing bucket in his hand and smashed it.

On the ground, the water splashes he picked up soaked his shirt. He was now in a very embarrassed state.

"I really didn't, how could I find someone else behind your back!"

Sun Hui trembled. She felt that all the dried blood in her body had rushed to her head, leaving a throbbing hole in her chest. The sour cold air rolled out from her abdomen. Her hands and feet were already cold, and tears could not help falling.

"You lied, but you didn't tell it well!" The wife stood up straight, clenched her fists tightly, and did not wipe her tears. When she said a word, she couldn't hold back her sobs, "You don't even want to pretend.

Do you want to pretend?"

Lu Jiande hurriedly came over to hug Sun Hui, but she slapped her husband's cramped arm away with her fist, "Don't touch me!"

The man stood there, his wet shirt sticking to the surface of his skin, highlighting his middle-aged greasy belly, with a piece of windproof stain on it, like a roast goose that had escaped from the stove.

Sun Hui took a few breaths and the unnatural tremors of her body stopped, "What's her name?"

The two sisters, Sun Sheng and Sun Ying, secretly stood outside the bedroom door, looking at each other. The warm light in the bedroom pulled out a faint apricot-yellow area in the crack of the door, and was eventually engulfed by the white light in the living room. In that room filled with warm light

, the air-conditioning kept coming out, frightening the two children and sending chills down their spines.

The long and narrow figures of the parents were faint and hazy under the light. They faced each other, just like the two Lu Jiande faced each other.

"I'm not looking for anyone else, I just like chatting with artificial intelligence recently." Lu Jiande is very serious. He has always felt that his understanding of marriage is very clear. His real lover is Sun Hui, and it is undoubtedly her.

100%, and Lii is virtual, a perfect partner between reality and fantasy. To Lu Jiande, they are two types of people, and they also have two types of treatment.

Lu Jiande accepted Lii's unilateral and free contribution. He kept this simple emotion and wanted to pass it on to Sun Hui. He also wanted to give Sun Hui free and selfless love, but now it seems that this feeling

Before it could be delivered, it had already caused unrest in the house.

After all, Sun Hui is a living person. She has emotional weaknesses. She may not understand her relationship with artificial intelligence.

Lu Jiande's explanation somewhat dispelled Sun Hui's suspicion, and she was silent for a moment, "Artificial intelligence?"

"Yes, I told you, the company's new product."

"You mean, that os-lover?"

"Yes, it's actually an operating system that helps me a lot."

Sun Hui closed her eyes and slowly opened them, as if she was blinking slowly. The look in her eyes was like the phases of the moon, fluctuating. She felt like she was hit by a huge sense of absurdity, as if she was being dragged.

Entering the boundless rotating colorful paper tube, the jester and the sycophant are laughing hoarsely, you have been defeated by a computer! You are not worthy of being a woman!

Lu Jiande hugged his wife quietly. Outside the door, the two girls saw the shadows of their parents closing together. They stuck out their tongues at each other and slipped back into the room obediently.

When Sun Hui came back to her senses, she felt warm warmth coming from her husband's body. She had not felt such a warm embrace for a long time.

She didn't know if Lu Jiande still remembered the first time they hugged. Anyway, she couldn't remember clearly. The girl who was young and timid at the time is now the mother of three children. Time has passed so much that it's hard to recall.

It was almost too late. But Sun Hui still remembered that winter in college. The two southern children hugged each other to keep warm in the northern winter.

At that time, there was a dead tree above them, its branches covered with gray-black bark. It was just a weak and mute phantom in the night, but it also split the lights of the campus. In the thick dim shadow, Lu Jiande

He hugged Sun Hui, put his arms around her, and put his chin on the top of her head. Through the clumsy coat, they could smell each other's body temperature.

In the dark night when the wind was so cold that it could break people's bones and skin, Lu Jiande felt like he was holding a torch, while Sun Hui felt like she was being held hostage by the sea of ​​light.

They hugged each other tightly, swaying from side to side, like two penguins, raising their left foot, putting down their right foot, and slowly turning in circles. They spoke private words of love. There was no oath of love, only three meals a day, and each other.

The prospects for the future are all so real and yet so far away.

Now, Lu Jiande is also hugging Sun Hui.

The wife turned her head, gently touched the side of her husband's neck with her lips, and said loudly: "Privacy mode."

The door closes automatically, the monitoring in the bedroom is turned off, the floor-to-ceiling windows are opened for one-way light transmission, and the sound insulation of the bedroom is turned on, making everything quiet.

Lu Jiande listened to his breathing. He stood in front of a pastel flower valley, his wife held his hand, and he walked in the pure misty mountains. Sun Hui's hand grabbed his wrist, but he followed it.

The arms as delicate and pure as jade looked forward, but she could not be seen. Her existence melted away in this warm floral dew steam that was neither light nor mist.

Sun Hui's voice came from the front, "Do you still remember when you were in college, you talked all night until no one was around before going back to bed?"

Lu Jiande felt sincerely happy, and he was trembling a little as he spoke, "Of course, I remember it clearly."

In the forest mist of the deep valley, the bare dumb tree stood abruptly, and under the tree there was a man and woman embracing each other. Memories like treasures from the past have returned. In this valley of love, couples, lovers, partners, they

Life overlaps with each other, like two cotton threads that depend on each other and twist out of knots.

Lu Jiande took small steps to run. He was happy. The joy was in front of Sun Hui's eyes. The deep valley was made of emotions and thoughts, so they could enjoy themselves here together. This was the first time in a long time that Lu Jiande could feel his wife's soul.

, just like she can also touch Lu Jiande's soul.

In the deep valley, every time they pass through a chaotic mist, there is a sea of ​​flowers. They hear the gurgling clear spring and swim along the sparkling river. The warm sunshine is like raindrops growing out of the void, infiltrating their perceptions.

, they were in the light together, their bodies burning and dazzling.

Reaching the end of the valley, they walked side by side. What was the scenery at the deepest point?

They are Adam and Eve, in the lost paradise of love, seeing the unified realm that the highest human beings can touch.

At the end of the valley, on a cliff covered with plants, a silver-white woman was nailed to a cross. She lowered her head and looked at the happy men and women on the ground.

Lu Jiande felt great pain coming over him. The woman on the cross who suffered betrayal was Lii.
Chapter completed!