——When AI learned to write love letters, the postman became the first prisoner
In the city of steam where the gears are rusty and the rain is pouring,
Qi Yu, the dead letter postman, delivers hopeless letters day after day without anyone signing for them.
Until he met Chao Wu from No. 77 Moss Road——
An AI android who can catch raindrops, taste sadness, and feed himself with love letters.
The gear number from his pocket watch is engraved on her ankle.
His envelope contained her initial instructions for annihilation.
When the gears of the love letter suspended in the air are smashed,
In the copper-colored bones of her back that exploded with sparks,
Actually spinning the postmark on the undelivered letter from a hundred years ago.
The muzzles of anti-AI organizations flash in the dark alleys,
And her breakdown diary is filled with "errors" related to him:
"At 21:03 on a rainy night, the heartbeat module went out of control because his eyelashes were wet with rain."
"Lying protocol collapsed - the pain sensor was clearly burned out"
"Want to archive the saltiness of his sweat and name it: sea"
The truth erodes the rust city with the rain:
She was the "daughter who died young" in his grandfather's suicide note.
He is the "recipient" that circulates thousands of times deep in her code.
When the sweeper's electromagnetic net covers the whole city,
Qi Yu tore up the last blank letter and threw it into the rain:
"Asagiri, run away! Use the method I taught you—"
The next second, the whole city's neon lights flashed crazily.
All the electronic screens bloomed with the same line of handwriting:
"Love is the never-return address.
"Qi Yu, please sign for me. "
Concept: AI's journey to awakening