Chen Qimeng: "!!!"
No matter how slow she was.
She could still hear the implication in Lin Yu's words.
Rather than being an excuse that fell from the sky.
It would be better to say.
Since the massage in her bedroom, today's scene had long been an action tacitly agreed upon in both of their hearts...
What had just happened weakened the hesitation in Chen Qimeng's heart a little more.
So.
She was also worthy of being protected and worthy of being embraced tightly, right?
At this point, Lin Yu didn't dare to give Aunt Qimeng any more time to think rationally.
The last time she thought rationally, Lin Yu let her go.
If he missed this opportunity today, he didn't know when the next time would be.
He slowly loosened his arms and instead held Aunt Qimeng's shoulders:
"Qimeng, if you haven't made up your mind yet, I'm willing to give you some time to think about it."
Chen Qimeng looked up at Xiaoyu, not expecting that he would respect her so much...
No way!
Immediately afterwards.
Lin Yu: "Countdown, five, four, three, two, one. Time's up. I'll take it as your default."
After saying that.
Lin Yu grabbed Chen Qimeng's hand and directly led her away.
Chen Qimeng: "???"
It really was just a little bit of time!
Even when counting down five numbers, isn't it usually a uniform five seconds?
After Lin Yu said five, he said four, three, two, one so fast that Chen Qimeng didn't even hear clearly!
Wasn't this just telling Chen Qimeng that he didn't want her to hesitate...
【Ding!】
【Amazing move! The most direct and simplest expression of love actually makes the Taoist partner happy!】
【Reward: 50 spirit stones】
Chen Qimeng looked at their tightly clasped hands again.
The uneasiness in her heart gradually settled.
When Xiaoyu stood by the roadside and waved to hail a taxi, Chen Qimeng quietly stood beside him.
She gently placed her other hand on the back of Xiaoyu's hand.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Such a small action conveyed so much emotion!
It was also the most direct and simplest action to respond to Lin Yu's feelings.
...
Meanwhile.
In Xia Yiwei and Maomao's room.
Maomao had been busy on the computer non - stop since morning.
Xia Yiwei had a rare day off today and wanted to take Maomao out for a stroll, but was firmly rejected by her.
It wasn't much fun to go out alone.
So.
Xia Yiwei just stayed at home and binge - watched more than twenty episodes of a TV series she had saved up.
By the time she finished watching the TV series.
Maomao had only left her seat once for lunch and once to go to the bathroom, and didn't leave it in between.
In terms of being a homebody, who could compare to Maomao?
"Hey, Maomao, is there so much work for 860?"
"You've been busy from morning till afternoon and still haven't finished?"
Xia Yiwei changed from lying against the headboard to lying on the foot of the bed, curiously looking at Maomao's two monitors.
Just one glance and Xia Yiwei realized something was wrong.
Although she didn't know exactly what the defense work of 860 entailed.
But on the two screens, all the densely packed windows were filled with Chinese characters.
Taking a closer look...
The windows on the left and right seemed to be a "conversation"?
【Left: Sit down and take a rest. I'll go wash some fruits.】
【Right: No need. I don't like fruits, any kind.】
【...】
【Left: How many days are you planning to stay in Pingchuan this time?】
【Right: Hehe, the person who decides how many days I'll stay isn't me.】
【...】
【Left: What if she really wants you to stay?】
【Right: She doesn't know what she wants.】
【...】
Maomao didn't even turn her head and continued to type on the keyboard at high speed:
"Vivian, this isn't work."
Xia Yiwei wriggled forward a bit, came to the edge of the mattress, and craned her neck to look:
"I can tell!"
"There's definitely no such text - based game in 860's work!"
"Are you designing a plot for some dialogue game? I haven't heard that you have a game - related job. Is it a new job?"
Xia Yiwei read line by line and became more and more confused.
The dialogue on the left was like that of an extremely polite "host".
The dialogue on the right was like that of an extremely tactless "guest".
What kind of game needed such blunt NPC dialogues?
"Tap, tap, tap... Tap, tap, tap..."
Maomao typed dozens more characters and saved the progress of her creation.
She turned around, let out a long breath, and said:
"Well, it can be considered a game."
"It's just that there are only three people playing this game."
Xia Yiwei: "???"
Maomao's words left her completely confused.
It was only because she was.
Familiar with Maomao's way of communicating and knew that she meant no harm.
If it were someone else, Xia Yiwei would have retorted with a "If you don't want to say, you don't have to".
She propped her elbows on the bed, rested her cheek on her hand, and curiously wiggled her feet:
"Oh? Which three people? You've really piqued my curiosity. Tell me more."
Maomao stared sharply at Xia Yiwei and said proudly:
"This is a dialogue software that can simulate Aunt Ruxue!"
"I've input a large number of Aunt Ruxue's personality traits and behavioral habits into the data model."
"I'll need to add twenty more hard drives later. As long as the hard - drive speed goes up, it will automatically generate all kinds of random events, random dialogues, and random responses..."
"To put it simply, I've designed a virtual 'Aunt Ruxue' on the computer!"
Xia Yiwei: "!!!"
Although she wasn't clear about the specific application effect.
Xia Yiwei understood what Maomao was describing.
Designing a virtual human?
Being able to have a dialogue with "her"?
There were quite a few such "artificial idiots" on the Internet.
But there were no software with real practical functions at all.
At this time, neither Maomao nor Xia Yiwei knew.
This software designed for "Chapter One: Aunt's Return" would stir up what kind of industry storm in the years to come.
Xia Yiwei tilted her head, thought for a while, and asked in surprise:
"Can it really simulate Aunt Ruxue? You're kidding me, right!"
Maomao immediately picked up the earphone and held up the small microphone:
"If you don't believe it, try it. Right now, 'she' can't reply to you verbally. But text is no problem. You can also tell her who you are."
Xia Yiwei grinned and immediately got interested.
It was so great that she could be the first to try such a fun thing!
Xia Yiwei picked up the earphone microphone, thought for a moment, and said with a smile:
"Aunt Ruxue, I'm Xia Yiwei. Why are you wearing so little today? Did my mom introduce a new boyfriend to you?"
Maomao looked calm and showed no sign of worry.
Soon.
On the computer screen, very large characters appeared:
【Virtual Aunt: Vivian, have you forgotten how I used to beat you when you were a kid because you haven't seen me for so long? Do you think I can't beat you now? I'll give you a chance. Apologize for what you just said and reorganize your words to talk to me.】
Xia Yiwei: "!!!"
...
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