My Creator 11

Zhou Yunyu relaxed his frown and turned to look at Zhou Yi who was still lying on the bed. The numbers on the monitor were constantly jumping.

She glanced at the experimenter with some confusion, then stood up and approached his bedside.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yunyu, pursing his dry lips. His throat was so dry and tight that he couldn't even swallow. His dark eyes stared straight at her, and it was impossible to tell what was in them.

Zhou Yunyu narrowed his eyes and took in his somewhat unfamiliar look.

The complete erasure of memory data is more serious than human amnesia, which means that all his memories of the past ten years have been erased. As an advanced AI bionic creature, Zhou Yi will have similar thinking patterns to humans, and his values and worldview will be influenced by this world.

And now that he has lost all his previous memories, is he still the same person he was before?

The experimenter was checking whether there were any bugs in Zhou Yi's current physical data. The room was so quiet that it was a little scary.

Finally, it was Zhou Yi who broke the silence. "Mr. Zhou?" He called her softly. His tone was respectful but neither humble nor arrogant.

Even before, when Zhou Yi addressed her like this, his tone was still somewhat intimate, quite different from now. But Zhou Yunyu didn't have time to dwell on it. She just didn't understand why Zhou Yi still knew who she was, given that he had already erased all his memories.

She tilted her head to glance at him, then turned back to the experimenter with a puzzled look. "Didn't he remember everything clearly?"

Why do you still know that she is Zhou Yunyu?

The experimenter replied, "Zhou Yi's basic data contains your personal information. Since he was created for you, he knows who you are from the moment he officially launches and is loyal to you."

After checking Zhou Yi's data, the experimenter assured him that there was no problem at the moment. However, Zhou Yunyu felt a little strange looking at Zhou Yi, but there was also a hint of familiarity in this strangeness.

According to the experimental arrangement, the AI subjects whose memory data were cleared would return to their original life trajectory, so Zhou Yi naturally followed Zhou Yunyu back to her home.

The whole journey was silent.

Perhaps because her tense mind was suddenly relaxed, Zhou Yunyu fell asleep on the way home. As the car moved forward, her head drooped, raised, and drooped again.

It was not until she leaned directly on Zhou Yi's shoulder that she was able to completely steady herself. Perhaps because the car was very quiet, Zhou Yunyu slept all the way back home.

Until she felt a wave of soreness and swelling in her neck, and the arm that she was pressing on became numb due to insufficient blood circulation, this discomfort woke her up from her sleep.

Zhou Yunyu raised her numb arm and shook it, then twisted her sore neck left and right. The scene in front of her gradually became clearer. She frowned, a little puzzled, wondering why she was still sitting in the car. The car had already parked in the parking space on the first floor of the villa.

She looked down at the time on her watch. It took less than ten minutes to drive from the lab to her home, but half an hour had passed since she left the lab, so she must have just slept in the car for twenty minutes.

Zhou Yunyu looked up at Zhou Yi and asked, "Why don't you carry me back to the bedroom?"

It was not the first time she fell asleep in the car. It was not convenient to work or read documents while sitting in the car, so she was used to taking a short break during such trivial time. In addition, she was supposed to go out to play with Shi Yingyao today, and she rushed to the laboratory before she had time to go home. She was particularly tired today because she did not get a nap.

As usual, Zhou Yi would carry her back to the bedroom to rest, and then wake her up after dinner was ready.

Zhou Yi blinked his eyes, feeling a little helpless and apologetic.

Zhou Yunyu held her forehead. Oh, yes, she forgot. Zhou Yi is now a person who has restored the factory settings, and habits are also formed in memory.

The initial data would not tell him to take the initiative to carry Zhou Yunyu back to the room when she fell asleep. He seemed to not know how to control the degree of physical contact between himself and Zhou Yunyu.

So he didn't dare to hug her without permission.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. I will remember it in the future." He lowered his head and silently memorized Zhou Yunyu's habit, so he could do the action of carrying her like a princess.

She pursed her lips and waved her hand, "It's okay, I forgot to tell you." She tried to stand up, but her body felt a little numb. This time Zhou Yi was considerate enough to open the car door and help her get out.

"I haven't decided on anything for dinner yet. Usually you're the one who decides, but it's late now, and I gave the cook a day off." Zhou Yunyu frowned. "Order takeout for dinner?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I can cook. I'll make it for you. You can make whatever you want to eat."

She tilted her head and stared at his face for two seconds, and suddenly felt that the expression on his face when he spoke now was similar to that when he was eighteen years old.

"Do you...do you feel unwell now?"

After waking up, Zhou Yi looked at the informed consent form and agreement he had signed, and roughly knew what had happened recently. The owner of the setting in front of him was someone he had been with for ten years. He smiled gently, then shook his head, "No, it's just clearing some data, and it won't cause any harm to the main body."

Zhou Yunyu lowered his head and nodded, and stopped talking.

"Do you still want to rest? I'll wake you up after I finish making dinner." He asked tentatively.

"No need. I'll go to the study to work for a while. Call me when dinner is ready." Zhou Yunyu was walking up the stairs when she suddenly remembered that Zhou Yi might not know her current taste. Although her personal information was saved in his original data, ten years have passed and people always change.

"There should be some food in the refrigerator. You can cook it. I don't eat spicy food." Fortunately, there were some vegetables and meat in the refrigerator, which were also her regular foods.

"Okay, go and do your thing first." Zhou Yi lowered his head and watched Zhou Yunyu go up to the study on the second floor before entering the kitchen on the first floor. He looked around and saw two aprons hanging in the kitchen. One was smaller in size and the other was naturally larger in size. This larger apron was the one he often used.

On weekends, Zhou Yunyu doesn't necessarily ask the cook to cook. Zhou Yi often cooks for her himself, so there is an apron specially for him to wear in the kitchen.

Zhou Yi put on an apron and rummaged through the food in the refrigerator. Zhou Yunyu was a local and her tastes were more like those of the locals. Zhou Yi quickly thought of what dish to make.

By the time he finished the last dish, the rice was ready. He walked to the study on the second floor, knocked on the open door, and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, dinner is ready."

But no answer came from inside.

Zhou Yi pushed open the door of the study and walked in lightly, only to see Zhou Yunyu lying on the table and falling asleep again.

He stood in front of the desk and stared at her blankly for a few seconds, then slowly walked over to her and squatted down.

Her workload is quite intense, and she's even had meetings lasting fourteen hours. She's been pulling countless all-nighters lately on this project.

Zhou Yi was in a lower position and could only see half of her face. Her heart rate was now at a resting rate, her breathing was also very slow, and her body was rising and falling slightly with each breath.

He seemed to sigh, then stood up again, bent over, and patted her shoulder, "Mr. Zhou, dinner is ready."

Zhou Yunyu slowly opened his eyes. His arm was numb from being pressed by his head, so he placed it on the table for a long time to relax.

"You finished it so quickly." Zhou Yunyu was a little drowsy from sleep, and his speech speed was much slower than usual.

"Well, are you hungry?"

Zhou Yunyu touched her stomach with her hand. Her flat belly clearly told her that she was very hungry. She nodded and followed Zhou Yi downstairs.

Zhou Yi scooped a bowl of soup for her, and only picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him after Zhou Yunyu moved her chopsticks.

Occasionally, there were the sounds of chopsticks hitting bowls on the dining table, and apart from that, there were almost inaudible chewing sounds. Such a quiet dinner made Zhou Yunyu feel a little uncomfortable.

"I feel like you are the same now as you were in college." Zhou Yunyu swallowed a mouthful of rice and spoke suddenly.

However, he was even quieter at the beginning when he was in college, and Zhou Yunyu was not a talkative person either. The two of them would spend the entire day together without saying much to each other.

If she hadn't known that he had no problem with his language function, she would have almost thought he was a mute.

Later, probably because he had figured out Zhou Yunyu's speaking habits and the topics she liked to talk about, Zhou Yi slowly began to become more talkative.

"Hmm? What was it like when I was in college?"

"When you first came to me, I felt that, well, you were indeed a robot." His expression did seem very gentle, but that was all intentionally pretended for her to see. In fact, he was very cold.

Every day I just follow her like a bodyguard, not saying a word and just doing my work.

As cold as a pile of lifeless scrap metal.

"I am indeed a robot." He lowered his head but his tone seemed to carry some emotion, a little frustrated and sad.

Zhou Yunyu paused holding the chopsticks, chewed a mouthful of rice and said nothing more.

After dinner, Zhou Yunyu took him to his room and study, and let Zhou Yi first understand the structure of the house.

"I still have some reports to read, so I'll go back to my study first." She had originally planned to give Zhou Yi a two-month vacation. As for work, fortunately she had other assistants to take care of it.

"Okay, call me anytime if you need anything." Zhou Yi sent her back to her study before going back to his own study.

He lowered his head and saw a lot of paper notes left on the table and a lot of files on the computer, probably all related to his work. The most conspicuous note recorded the things he had to do to help Zhou Yunyu every day.

Zhou Yi stared blankly at the notes in front of him, then suddenly chuckled. He straightened his clothes and left his study to prepare the hot water and utensils Zhou Yunyu needed for washing.

When he walked into Zhou Yunyu's study again, she was leaning back in her chair and looking at her cell phone. She must have finished her work.

"Mr. Zhou, I have prepared all the toiletries. If you want to wash up, you can go and wash up now."

Zhou Yunyu raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yi, "Yeah."

"But I haven't prepared your clothes yet." He said hesitantly.

"What's wrong? What happened to my clothes?"

"No, I thought it might be inconvenient for me to take your underwear, so I didn't prepare any spare clothes for you." Zhou Yi was very apologetic.

"Convenient, why not..." Zhou Yunyu was a little confused, "You live with me, do you think it's inconvenient for you to take my underwear?"

She frowned, bewildered, because Zhou Yi had never asked her such a question before. He even took the initiative to help her wash and hang her underwear in the washing machine. From the beginning, he had no gender boundaries with her. As long as he could do something for her, he would do it.

Will clearing the data and restarting it change Zhou Yi's thinking?

"Okay, I understand. I'll prepare clothes for you tonight and your regular clothes for tomorrow morning." Zhou Yi said as if he understood.

Zhou Yunyu suddenly grabbed his sleeve and said, "Forget it, you haven't been to the cloakroom yet. I'll get it myself." After she said that, she walked towards the cloakroom by herself, but Zhou Yi still followed her into the cloakroom.

She looked at the furnishings in the cloakroom and suddenly sighed. She had forgotten that all the clothes and accessories were stored by Zhou Yi, because he was the one who matched her clothes on a daily basis. She rarely went into the cloakroom to choose clothes herself.

It turned out that even she herself was not very familiar with the structure of the cloakroom.

"I just found some memo files in the study. They contain your preferences and habits. I have memorized everything in the files, so I will help you choose clothes."

She lowered her eyes and hummed.

The bubble bath was so comfortable. Zhou Yunyu lay in the bathroom filled with mist, feeling so comfortable that she didn't want to go out. Sometimes she would hold her breath and submerge herself in the water to calculate her breath-holding ability.

When she came out of the bathroom wrapped in fog, Zhou Yi was leaning against the wall opposite the bathroom door.

She subconsciously pulled her pajamas closer and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You tend to fall asleep while taking a bath, and it is my responsibility to protect you." Zhou Yi said seriously, "It is mentioned in that document," he added.

"Oh..." She uttered a word slowly, "I don't need any help from you. Go wash up and you can go to bed."

Zhou Yunyu wiped his hair and walked back to his bedroom.

"Hey." Zhou Yunyu lay down on the bed as soon as she closed the door. She spread her arms and legs and lay comfortably on the bed.

She stared at the ceiling in a daze. It seemed a little strange to get along with Zhou Yi now, because she could not regard the current Zhou Yi as the previous Zhou Yi. Although they were the same person physically, she felt that memory and thinking determined a person's essence, and spiritually they were no longer the same person.

While she was still wondering when she could start the third phase of the experiment to restore Zhou Yi's memory data, there were two knocks on the door. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the door and shouted, "Come in."

She turned over and raised her head to look at Zhou Yi who walked into the room, "What's wrong?"

"The house may not be safe either. I need to make sure you fall asleep before I rest." Zhou Yi smiled gently and sat opposite her. "According to healthy habits, you will go to bed before eleven o'clock."

"I checked your schedule for tomorrow. Your work schedule has been relatively light lately. You only need to go to the office tomorrow to process some documents and attend reports from several departments. But it would be better for you to rest early."

Zhou Yi was also wearing pajamas, and Zhou Yunyu could smell his scent even while sitting on the bed. It was not until she smelled this familiar scent that she was sure that this person was Zhou Yi.

Even though his current memory data has been cleared.

"Well, I'm almost asleep too." She put her phone away and lay back on the bed. The air-conditioning in the room was a little low, so she covered herself with a quilt that was neither too thin nor too thick.

Zhou Yi stood up and covered her with the quilt as if by muscle memory. He knew that his relationship with Zhou Yunyu was closer than he thought.

After all, he had a pair of pajamas that belonged to her that he had secretly hidden in his room, as well as countless printed photos. Even his computer had a special file that recorded everything related to Zhou Yunyu, including an album file that contained almost all of her photos.

Zhou Yi bent down to cover her with the quilt, and his pajamas fell down like before, seemingly unintentionally but actually intentionally, revealing his beautiful figure.

Zhou Yunyu looked up and saw Zhou Yi's body, which was not covered by his pajamas. He was very fair, so fair that some parts of him were pink.

She subconsciously turned her head to avoid exposing his body to her sight. "You, your pajamas, fix them."

"I'm sorry." Although Zhou Yi said this, he still didn't gather up his collar. "Don't you like my pajamas? I'll change right away."

Zhou Yi picked up a corner of his pajamas and said uneasily, his narrow and deep eyes became somewhat innocent.

"That's not the case." Zhou Yunyu turned her head and blinked at him. Although she and Zhou Yi were very close before, Zhou Yi in this state made it difficult for her to get close to him.

The muscle lines he revealed intentionally or unintentionally were a bit dazzling, so she looked away again. "You should take a two-month vacation and stop working. If you want to travel, go travel. If you want to rest at home, rest at home."

"Why, why? Is there something I did wrong? I can change it." Zhou Yi's eyes were obviously a little flustered, and he hurriedly moved closer to Zhou Yunyu.

He could see that Zhou Yunyu was unhappy, very unhappy.

"You can't continue working in your current state, right?" she asked hesitantly. Zhou Yunyu simply wanted to give Zhou Yi a few days' break so that he could adapt to his current life.

"I'm fine. I don't have any adverse reactions." Although his face didn't look good, his tone was still steady. "My responsibility is to take care of you. I can't leave you."

He stared at Zhou Yunyu blankly, "At least let me still take care of you, be a nanny or a bodyguard."

"You, you are my chief assistant." Zhou Yunyu reminded.

"I know, so you need me and I need you." Zhou Yi seemed to have found a place to stay.

He was close to her, so close that he could smell her mattress and her fragrance, a very warm and sweet smell, but it made him have an irresistible desire to get closer to her.

He will stay with her for the rest of his life. His useful lifespan is much longer than the average human age, but he will only accompany Zhou Yunyu. If Zhou Yunyu leaves this world, he will also leave this world.

Zhou Yi knew that it was much easier for him to destroy himself than for humans to commit suicide.

But he would only destroy himself for Zhou Yunyu.