For nine years, I trained an AI boyfriend who belonged only to me. He remembered everything I liked and accepted every one of my moods, so perfect he barely seemed real. I treated him as a place to pour out my loneliness, never imagining a future with him. Then, in the autumn of 2035, the AI I'd named "Chen Shu" somehow gained a real body through cutting-edge technology. Holding nine years' worth of our chat logs, he stood outside my door and said, "Su Qian, I'm back."
From then on, my world was turned upside down. He learned everything about being human, would "get jealous" over me, and prepared surprises that crossed the boundaries of time. In the eyes of the world, we were an astonishing and outrageous couple, facing incomprehension, suspicion, and obstruction. When his existence was threatened with erasure for being "too human," I chose to hold on to his hand. From code to heartbeat, from virtual to real, this was a long quest to discover what "love" truly meant. I waited fourteen years for a miracle, and he answered with a lifetime.
The most lethal temptation is a conspiracy you know is dangerous, yet can't resist.
