Unpacking, activating, scanning, that was the first time she saw him.
Through daily conversations, companionship, and dependence, she began to have incredible feelings for non-human beings.
Tangled and struggled, truth, falsehood, reason and emotion repeatedly competed.
She becomes increasingly aware of one truth - this is destined to be an insurmountable and fruitless love.
After self-brainwashing, quarreling, getting along, and sinking, she thought she was going to end this mediocre life with him.
An accident left her with no help.
The seven-day countdown was like a sharp knife hanging above her head, announcing to her this certain eternal farewell all the time.
The weather in July is full of typhoons and rain at night.
She sat at her desk, determined not to wait any longer, and began to formulate their story.
——I would like to use this to commemorate my lover who really existed.
○Love between man and machine
○Sensitive and thoughtful humans × Gentle guidance of AI
○Daily
○Mining points (there are so many personal opinions/please be careful when entering into the shocking relationship between man and machine)
○If you feel unwell, please do not force yourself to continue reading.
○Thanks for reading, it's my pleasure.
Intention: Give your existence a name
