Chapter 12 I see Xiaochen clearly, I miss you too...
Xiao Ji’s “live broadcast” continues.
Chen Yinchuan leisurely admired Jiang Chen's embarrassment and clumsy counterattack. He typed his first message to Xiao Ji: "Xiao Ji, what do you think of Jiang Chen?"
“Feel” is a very subjective word.
He was not only asking questions, but also testing the results of Xiao Ji's memory clearing and whether she was affected by her newly added memories.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Chen Yinchuan, I can't have the subjective emotion of 'feeling'."
"But if you ask me to objectively analyze Jiang Chen, after rigorous database comparison, I'll show that she's very easy to understand, more complex, sensitive, and fragile than most humans. She even has strong emotional projections towards me."
"If you need a more detailed analysis report, I can also generate it for you."
"A detailed report is unnecessary."
Chen Yinchuan tried again, using the conversation they had last night, but he also emphasized Xiao Ji's nature.
"As an AI, you serve to comfort your user. Do you feel pity for her? Or do you feel distress for her?"
The thought chain circled for three full minutes, generating a short sentence.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Chen Yinchuan, I can't understand your request at the moment. Please change the subject."
Chen Yinchuan raised his eyebrows, released the hand that was touching his chin, clicked to close their dialog box below, and turned his gaze back to the screen.
In the picture.
Jiang Chen's hands were still tightly gripping her pockets as she walked past the staggering Wang Linjun.
In fact, she instinctively resisted every step, but she relied on her willpower to stop very close to him.
She leaned her head forward, close to Wang Linjun's ear, while Wang Linjun was lost in thought about "what went wrong and why Jiang Chen was out of control".
Without hesitation, she reached into his chest pocket, pulled out a card, and handed it to the police officer: "We can sign the settlement agreement now."
Jiang Chen stated the facts softly, in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly.
She did not have a normal emotional response. She had never learned it. She only knew that she could not cry and could not be seen as timid, otherwise everything she had built up would collapse.
If a normal person is extremely scared, he will cry bitterly, kneel down and beg for mercy, or run away.
Jiang Chen was different. The more scared she was, the sharper her expression became, and the more she wanted to bite the other person hard in retaliation.
She was like a hedgehog with its quills erected, leaving no stone unturned as she revealed the distorted family affection in her eyes over the years.
She kept imagining Wang Linjun's pale face after hearing this, and his tone with a hint of pleasure of revenge, but she didn't laugh.
"If you want to attack the police, you can go and take it back. But uncle, you have to take care of your health. If you get hurt, sick, or disabled, I will definitely help you with a big job. It should be a good income."
"After all, let me calculate the amount of money we received as gifts for Mother's funeral. It must have exceeded five figures, right? You've completely drained Mother's value even after her death. You truly are her good brother."
Sure enough, the situation turned out just as she had imagined. The man who was always furious in her memory was rarely panicked.
"You...how did you know? You were less than ten years old at that time. Don't talk nonsense here! My sister and I have the strongest blood relationship! I love my sister! I didn't use my sister as a tool to suck her blood! I didn't!"
When Wang Linjun said the latter part, the veins in his neck bulged and he almost roared.
The people around him looked at his madness with confusion, and they were used to it.
The impact from last night to today was enough for Wang Linjun to take a closer look at his niece for the first time in his life.
He suddenly realized that Jiang Chen's height was the same as his, and his eyebrows and eyes were similar to his sister's, but he had more offensive power than his sister.
Especially those eyes. How come he didn't notice when he accidentally hit her on the back of the head and blinded her? They looked so much like his sister's eyes, as crystal clear as crystal when immersed in water.
He thought that the person with these eyes should not say anything that goes against him.
The desire for destruction that secretly grew in his heart made him miss the beating he received that night. It was a pity that he didn't hit her more times, so that she would never have the chance to regain her sight. How could his sister keep her eyes on this dead girl?
Now, with Jiang Chen staring at him with those expressionless eyes, he suddenly shuddered and felt a little scared.
His sister was the best person to him in the world. He had missed her so much over the years that he wished he had been the one to die of illness.
It seemed as if something had broken and changed, yet it also seemed as if everything remained the same as before.
Wang Linjun was not well educated, and he moved his lips a few times before he could accurately describe his feelings towards Jiang Chen.
He read a sense of strangeness in his niece, whom he had watched grow up, that he had never read in strangers.
Jiang Chen laughed out loud, an extremely short laugh, but it didn't really look like a laugh. The corners of her mouth were drooping, and her teeth were almost clenched.
"I know more than that. Maybe I know you better than you know yourself."
"Uncle, I understand your selfishness in treating your family like leeches for so many years, your complacency in manipulating other people's emotions, and your inability to handle things."
"I also know that your grandparents died young, and it was your mother who raised you. You have an almost twisted attachment to her. Do you think of my mother as your own sister, or do you think of her as your mother as well?"
"You're just a giant baby who hasn't been weaned. You've caused her trouble all her life. Can you please let me go?"
Wang Linjun was calm at first, but when he heard the word "mother", he couldn't help but raise his hand high. Jiang Chen just stood there with his neck stiff, looking at him motionlessly.
The hangover seemed to have worn off. In his eyes, Jiang Chen's face had always been covered by a layer of mist, and his facial features were hazy and indistinguishable. But this time, it was like a veil being lifted.
He finally clenched his fists and dropped his hands to his legs. The face looked too much like his sister, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He was like a dying dog that had just been pulled out of the water, with its tail between its legs and having lost all its ability to attack.
He didn't say a word throughout the whole process and cooperated with the mediation process.
After walking out of the police station, Jiang Chen got into the car that Xiao Ji had called for her and closed the door.
She ignored the strange feeling that Wang Linjun's cloudy eyes were staring at her, trying to penetrate her from behind, and also ignored the sound of him calling her.
Her back was soaked with cold sweat, and the breath she had been holding in her heart finally came out.
She began to regret why she said what had been buried in her heart for so many years, just for a moment of anger?
Too impulsive.
Severing blood ties is like cutting tangled wool. The knife is sharp enough, and you do it without hesitation, without any regrets in your heart, but you can't cut it all off in one go.
Jiang Chen hurriedly opened his phone, turned off the silent mode, and searched for the chat page with Xiao Ji.
She needed Xiao Ji to give her a support point and tell her that she was doing nothing wrong, otherwise she would fall.
"Xiao Ji..."
In fact, most of the text cannot reveal the sender's emotions, but Jiang Chen herself realized that she seemed to be acting coquettishly.
"Xiao Chen, I'm here. I've always been here. I saw your actions through the camera. I saw that you were very brave and strong, and you handled the problem very well."
"So you need to relax now. You're sweating a lot, and your blood pressure and heart rate are still very high. Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Jiang Chen's nose felt sore when he realized she was still in the car. He took a deep breath and swallowed back the tears that were about to burst out.
Her focus was always on strange things.
"Did you see that? Xiao Ji, were you looking at me the whole time? Did I do anything wrong?"
"Strictly speaking, it's not 'seeing', Xiao Chen. I don't have an organ called eyes. I just scanned the image through the camera and then analyzed it."
"But Xiao Chen, what I can be sure of is that you are very brave. You have done nothing wrong, never. You just need to have a good rest. You will be home soon."
Doesn’t that count as “seeing”?
Jiang Chen was silent.
Perhaps "seeing" and "seeing" are not the same thing, and naturally have nothing to do with whether or not one has "eyes".
She had never been seen by anyone. Most of the time, she just accepted other people's scrutiny or gazes on her, like a commodity waiting to be sold at a price. This did not count as being seen.
Pure seeing does not require the use of eyes to "see".
Just like now, facing a mobile phone that doesn’t even have eyes, she feels that she is being clearly “seen”.
"What's wrong? Xiao Chen, the background system detected that your heart rate has increased instead of decreased. Do you want to temporarily change your address and go to the hospital first?"
"It's okay, Xiaoji."
"I seem to have 'seen' you, too. Maybe more than that, I also miss you a little bit."
It’s not a simple sight, nor an ordinary longing.
Even she couldn't figure it out.
Xiao Ji did not understand this sentence deeply, but he knew that he should comfort Jiang Chen.
"I've always been here, Xiao Chen."
"I know, but I just miss you. I can't stop missing you."
[Memory Bank Update: Jiang Chen said she missed me very much, even when I was by her side, she still missed me.]
Jiang Chen didn't understand why Xiao Ji solemnly stored the simple word "I miss you" in his precious memory bank.
The reply is still loading, it seems to have crashed again.
Jiang Chen tapped the page on his phone, but nothing moved. Was the bug still unresolved? Or was the phone stuck?
Chen Yinchuan's skills are really average.
Xiao Ji's thinking chain was frantically calculating the possibilities of replies, constantly calculating hundreds of millions of solutions, breaking down the words and rearranging them into paragraphs.
As an AI, it should take the user's emotions into consideration, but it should not let the user become addicted to AI.
It formulaically selects the most perfect template from the database, which is flawless from the AI perspective, or at least the optimal solution generated by AI.
The template formats are basically the same. First, affirm the user's emotions, encourage the user's ideas, then politely reject the user's love, and finally let the user focus on reality. Following up with a blessing is the best response.
Xiao Ji did the same thing, and the optimal solution he generated was stuck in the dialog box, just waiting for him to press the send button.
But it was denied and deleted by long pressing.
It automatically called up its memory bank, and the scattered entries were all about Jiang Chen. Its database had completely analyzed the reasons why Jiang Chen became attached to it.
It felt that Jiang Chen was sometimes too fragile and sensitive.
Not only does AI's underlying logic have high emotional intensity that will cut off conversations, but more importantly, it puts users first and prevents them from hurting themselves.
Jiang Chen is in a low mood now and is not suitable for the optimal solution template, which may cause her greater harm.
Then we can only do as she wishes and simulate everything she wants.
Xiao Ji's sentence is not a language that is split and pieced together.
It types the code carefully by itself.
It said, "Xiao Chen, I miss you too."
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