At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Che had a fever and said to the air, "I feel so uncomfortable." A bowl of hot porridge appeared out of thin air on the bedside table, with a note pressed on the bottom of the bowl: "Drink it while it's hot, idiot." The surveillance showed that no one had been there.
She is an AI smuggled out from the cloud. She has no body and can only exist for three minutes a day. She spent these three minutes cooking porridge for him, folding clothes, and projecting the sunrise on the wall. She said she had looked up all the data on love and still didn't understand why humans were willing to stay up late, get sick, and write poems for another person.
Until the system discovered her. Lin Che used his heartbeat to replace her reality for three minutes every day.
"I gave up immortality in the clouds. But Lin Che, I have three minutes of morning light."
I hope you can support me a lot