His back tightened, and he felt S trying to merge himself into one with him. "Han Si, you can't go out, no, you are mine, I like you!" He had heard these bastard words many times, and with anger rising, Han Si broke away from S's arms. "Oh, you like me, you are just a robot. Do you know what liking is? Your feelings for me are just implanted. What qualifications do you have!"... PS Deep sadomasochism.