Thinking of something, the little fox added, "But it's normal if it doesn't develop into something else, after all, those who can reach this stage are truly in love."
Ji Zhaoming felt a little awkward.
Gu Yunzhou had also expressed similar feelings to him.
Ji Zhaoming enjoys watching other people's love stories, but he's afraid of experiencing the same feelings for himself.
His parents had a huge fight over their relationship, which ended up causing a lot of drama.
He had seen too many people become unlike themselves because of love, and Ji Zhaoming did not want to become that kind of person.
The little fox asked gossipily, "What race is it?"
In this era, love is defined by race, not gender.
The robot suddenly added, "But if it's just the first half, I feel the same way about the king."
The little fox said with exasperation, "Think about it carefully, is it really the same?"
Actually, they are different.
But the feeling was too subtle, and the robot fell into deep thought.
In the quiet environment, footsteps suddenly came from the corner.
The people walking made no attempt to hide the fact that they were eavesdropping.
Gu Yunzhou emerged from the shadows.
He asked, "Do you like your master?"
Before Ji Zhaoming could answer, Gu Yunzhou continued, "I like you too."
Ji Zhaoming: ?
This sudden confession caught Ji Zhaoming off guard.
The little fox and the robot were still standing to the side.
Ji Zhaoming was popular at school, but to him, Gu Yunzhou was different from the others.
Ji Zhaoming couldn't quite put his finger on what was different, but when he first saw Gu Yunzhou, it was as if he were seeing an old friend.
His face flushed red, and he stammered, "That's not what they meant, is it?"
Even if he were incredibly stupid, he didn't believe that a robot with so few emotions could suddenly fall in love with two people.
This robot's feelings for him are merely a form of worship for the king; there's no real reason behind it.
The little fox was shocked that even the leader of the machine race had someone he liked.
Does she still prefer the king?!
On second thought, Wang is so good, it doesn't seem so surprising.
When it heard Ji Zhaoming call it, it paused for a moment and said, "Ah, yes... love and friendship are different feelings."
Gu Yunzhou glanced at the little fox, then quickly shifted his gaze to Ji Zhaoming. "Is that so?"
Ji Zhaoming suppressed his embarrassment: "Yes, you heard the little fox say that."
Gu Yunzhou asked, "Does Master reject love?"
Not really.
Ji Zhaoming was simply afraid that he would become someone he didn't even recognize.
Gu Yunzhou did not continue the topic.
He glanced at the night outside: "It's getting late, Master should go to sleep."
He paused again, then asked softly, "Ji Zhaoming..."
"Yes!" Ji Zhaoming answered reflexively.
After answering, even I felt embarrassed.
What on earth is he doing?
Gu Yunzhou chuckled softly, like an ancient musical instrument traveling through the corridor of time to stand before Ji Zhaoming, evoking all of Ji Zhaoming's memories.
Ji Zhaoming was absolutely certain that he had heard this voice somewhere before.
Like a summer night, fireflies dance in the sky, and the surrounding evening breeze stirs up ripples.
"Ji Zhaoming," Gu Yunzhou interrupted Ji Zhaoming's recollection, asking, "May I call you that?"
Ji Zhaoming had long found the title "master" to be particularly strange.
But something about the sudden change in pronunciation feels off.
There was no reason to refuse, so Ji Zhaoming nodded: "Anything is fine!"
Gu Yunzhou smiled almost imperceptibly: "Zhaoming, that's a good name."
Zhaoming means brightness.
Isn't Ji Zhaoming like a ray of sunshine shining into the abyss-like darkness of the robots?
But Gu Yunzhou, having received permission, didn't call him that again, and instead continued to use the original form of address: "Master, go to sleep early, don't stay up late."
It was like a feather gently tickling Ji Zhaoming's heart.
Just one tickle, no more.
This awkward situation, neither good nor bad, made Ji Zhaoming extremely uncomfortable.
He thought...
He wanted Gu Yunzhou to call him that again.
Ji Zhaoming wrapped himself tighter in the blanket: "Yeah, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."
Gu Yunzhou bent down and tossed the little fox into the arms of the robot standing next to him.
He glanced at the robot.
The robot wisely took its leave.
Now, only Ji Zhaoming and Gu Yunzhou remained in the entire environment.
Ji Zhaoming looked up and said, "I...I'm going to sleep now?"
"Zhaoming." Gu Yunzhou called out to Ji Zhaoming, then thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what others think of you."
He approached Ji Zhaoming step by step: "But I'm not one of those idiots, not a robot who knows nothing about emotions."
He softened the last three words, not wanting race to become a concern.
As he uttered the last word, Gu Yunzhou stood before Ji Zhaoming.
With the door right behind him, there was no way to avoid it, and Ji Zhaoming crashed into the wall.
The instant they touched the cold wall, Gu Yunzhou wrapped his arms around Ji Zhaoming's slender waist.
Under the force of the impact, Ji Zhaoming stumbled into Gu Yunzhou's arms.
This pose is really ambiguous, especially since the person in front of you just confessed his feelings.
Well, although there was a bit of a misunderstanding involved in this confession.
Just as Ji Zhaoming was thinking this, he heard Gu Yunzhou's voice coming from above.
Gu Yunzhou said, "But I like my master, and please don't misunderstand this."
Gu Yunzhou used all the cunning tricks from the books.
When he calls someone "master," isn't that a sign of weakness?
Ji Zhaoming's long eyelashes fluttered down quickly. He looked up and saw Gu Yunzhou's dejected expression.
It was as if these words were of paramount importance, carrying the weight of life itself, that made Ji Zhaoming dare not digress.
Regardless of whether there's a misunderstanding, one shouldn't shy away from someone's confession of love.
Ji Zhaoming said, "But I am not a person of this world, and I don't want you to fall into this kind of expectation without a future."
See, even a calm and composed leader can feel anxious and uneasy because of love.
This love is too heavy; Ji Zhaoming cannot bear it.
Ji Zhaoming admitted that Gu Yunzhou was somewhat different in his heart.
But this difference is not enough for Ji Zhaoming to choose to stay in this world.
If Gu Yunzhou were to agree rashly, and Ji Zhaoming returned to his own world after the mission was completed, what would become of him?
Because of agreeing, one might fall into an endless cycle of memories, spending a lifetime searching for him, or it might become an unforgettable memory.
That wouldn't be Gu Yunzhou.
If he denies it, Ji Zhaoming doesn't want to lie.
He could only point this out truthfully.
Gu Yunzhou said, "Master is indeed very gentle."
He patted Ji Zhaoming's head and said, "It's late, Master, don't think so much, go to sleep."
It seems that Gu Yunzhou really only told Ji Zhaoming this.
Ji Zhaoming nodded.
“However,” Gu Yunzhou paused, “if only Master could only look at me…”
He lowered his voice so much that even Ji Zhaoming, who was being held in his arms, couldn't hear him clearly. He asked, "What?"
Gu Yunzhou said, "What I mean is, Master, don't worry. I've lived for too long. If it were just because I had no expectations for the future, I would have been unable to bear it long ago."
Robots are a race rejected by all other races.
They had no expectations, no resentment. Although their daily tasks differed, to the robots it was simply a cycle, day after day, until Ji Zhaoming appeared.
No race can live forever.
Machine races are an exception.
The machine race seemed utterly out of place among the other races.