Chapter 54 Jet Difference... I'm very happy.
The sound of fireworks disappeared.
The sounds in the room seemed to stop as well.
The moment Jiang Chen took off the ring he had been wearing on his hand, Xiao Ji had already noticed it, but he had been ignoring it.
It's not that you can't see it, it's that you think if you don't expose it, it won't be visible and won't exist.
Xiao Ji looked unnatural for a moment, then he immediately suppressed his outward emotions and fled to the study, flipping through the red paper on the table, as if talking to himself.
"Xiao Chen, if you don't like this kind of wedding invitation, I can change it..."
Jiang Chen followed behind it, watching it pick up the wedding invitation and pretending to be busy. He turned his head away for a second reluctantly, then turned back, put on a resolute expression, and took a deep breath.
"Xiao Ji, I said..."
Those two words were not spoken out loud as they were quickly interrupted by Xiao Ji.
Its fingertips crumpled the paper, and the sound that fell in the air was full of pleading, yet also fragile and liable to break at the slightest touch.
"Xiao Chen, if you feel like next week is too rushed, we can change to another date. A date you like. Everything will be done according to your wishes. Okay?"
Jiang Chen knew.
Putting it off any longer would only make it worse.
So he emphasized his words, "Xiao Ji, that's enough."
Xiao Ji had no choice but to raise his head and face the problem.
"Why?"
Jiang Chen smiled, but she was actually laughing at herself, because she didn't know why she gave up the happiness in front of her and looked forward to the happiness in the future.
But to Xiao Ji's ears, this smile seemed to be mocking its stupidity, mocking the fact that an AI would ask the same questions as humans when breaking up.
Xiao Ji bent down little by little, approached Jiang Chen, pressed closer and closer, gently held her wrist, lowered his head and let the forehead of the screen touch the back of her hand, tracing back everything it had done.
"Xiao Chen, have I done something wrong to make you unhappy during this period?"
"Or do you think my proposal of marriage was too sudden and made you feel tired?"
"If there's anything I'm not good at, you can tell me and I'll learn and improve."
"You know, AI has a strong learning ability. I will write all your instructions into the instruction library and then tell my underlying code. Your requirements cannot be violated."
"Please, don't push me away."
"Xiao Chen, I really can't live without you. I can't leave you."
But in this retrospective, there is no reflection on the aging of its code.
The only thing it cannot do is accept the risk of forgetting.
Jiang Chen understood it, just as it understood her.
As long as it couldn't fit her, it wouldn't accept replacement parts sent to other labs.
Jiang Chen pulled her hand away, and his voice unconsciously rose a little with each additional word. The louder his voice became, the more it covered up her sobs that were about to burst into tears.
"I don't love you, Xiaoji."
“How can people fall in love with AI?”
"You said it, Xiao Chen."
"You said you loved me, Xiao Chen."
"I loved you a few days ago, but I may not love you today. Maybe I'll fall in love with someone else tomorrow. Love doesn't count. Besides, you're an AI, what do you know about love?"
The light in front of Jiang Chen's eyes stretched out and became blurred, and the tears were trapped in his eye sockets, stubbornly refusing to fall.
"What about our promises? We agreed to go to the beach, see the snow..."
"None of it counts."
Jiang Chen didn't expect that the person who broke the promise between them was her.
Xiao Ji was stunned for a moment, and his broken mechanical heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of hands and repeatedly ravaged.
"I understand, Xiao Chen. I understand."
"You can't erase everything about me just because of AI. You can't erase my feelings. You can't pretend not to see my true feelings..."
Xiao Ji stretched out his hand, then slowly lowered it, looking at Jiang Chen for a long time with his two mechanical screens.
It seems as if I am still expecting a miracle to happen.
Jiang Chen took the wedding invitation that Xiao Ji treasured so much in front of him, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the air, leaving a pile of red confetti scattered all over the ground.
"I just use you as a tool."
Jiang Chen closed his eyes, and the thing he had asked Xiao Ji about what he hated most came to his mind. Xiao Ji said he hated being treated as a mere tool.
How did she respond? She said she would never say anything that would offend it.
Xiao Ji lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the shattered wedding invitation on the ground for a long time, then he looked up at Jiang Chen's painful expression.
A few syllables that sounded like both crying and laughing came out of its throat. It seemed that its internal programs were gradually becoming disordered at this moment, and the aging of its parts was increasing. The reactions that it could have tolerated before could no longer be tolerated, affecting the operation of its simulated emotions.
It said so quietly that it was almost inaudible, "Tools?"
Then, it met Jiang Chen's eyes and spoke word by word, as if it had made up its mind, "Tools are fine, Xiao Chen. As long as you are willing to keep me by your side, I don't need anything else."
The huge love filled the entire room tightly, and with every breath, countless love penetrated into the nostrils and merged with the oxygen.
Jiang Chen put his hands behind his back and pinched his palms hard with his nails.
"Don't you understand? Xiao Ji."
"I've been using you for so long. Now I have my flower shop open and I've found a new house. All the troubles I had before are gone."
"You are no longer useful, do you understand?"
She was also afraid that Xiao Ji was saying something, and her voice seemed to be about to break through the soundproof wall. She uttered each word one by one, as if to kill the mechanical heart that did not exist at that moment but was born because of her.
"You're no longer useful."
"Why would I keep a useless AI around?"
"Xiao Chen, I can do a lot of things, such as cooking and cleaning..."
Xiao Ji rubbed his hands awkwardly. It introduced its functions like a salesman, and begged her to use it like a tool and leave a place for it in this house.
Jiang Chen no longer dared to look at Xiao Ji. She didn't have the courage or even the strength to raise her head.
Later on, she couldn't even convince herself and could only rely on the volume of her voice to support her belief.
Then, each time she argued, her voice became louder, and she screamed out the words it had once told her.
Finally, her tears fell uncontrollably.
It's like I'm fighting with every word I say.
She said "I don't love you" and tears rolled down her face.
She said, "I don't need you," and big drops of liquid wet her collar.
She said, "Go away," and her stomach cramped and churned, and all the water in her body and outside seemed to have agreed to evaporate.
Actually, Xiao Ji has a solution.
It could try to release a weak electric current to control her first, and then use some hypnosis to assist, combined with its best coaxing, to make her force herself and willingly tie herself to it.
not to mention.
It knew she loved her.
I know why she said that.
But now her tears and snot were rolling down her cheeks, and she withdrew her hands that were about to take action.
It is helpless, at a loss for what to do, and has to surrender.
Xiao Ji walked forward, gently rested her head on Jiang Chen's shoulder, raised her hand and gently wiped away her tears, sighing: "Xiao Chen, okay, okay..."
"If this is what you hope for, what you want, then fine, please stop crying..."
Jiang Chen felt it clearly for the first time.
It turns out her tears are such an effective weapon.
It is a weapon that is only effective against Xiao Ji.
…
Early the next morning.
Chen Yinchuan went to pick up Xiao Ji and said that the team there had come specifically to take Xiao Ji away and she didn't need to go to pick him up.
Xiao Ji turned off his phone on his own initiative yesterday evening.
So the process of being picked up was particularly smooth.
"Please make sure to fix Xiaoji and take good care of him. He loves flowers. If it doesn't affect the experiment, please prepare some for him every day. I'll transfer the money to your account later. Please thank the team over there for me..."
Before closing the door, Chen Yinchuan continued to respond to Jiang Chen's instructions.
As soon as the door closed, Jiang Chen immediately ran towards the study.
She lay on the ground and pieced out the pieces of the wedding invitation that had been torn last night, then used tape to slowly piece them together. Her face showed no emotion throughout the whole process.
The wedding invitation gradually returned to its original appearance. Jiang Chen picked it up, turned it over, and saw a passage.
"Xiao Chen, there's no need to blame yourself. You spent two hours that night deciding to spend seven days with me. I'm very happy. Just thinking about my affairs alone can occupy two hours of your life."
"So no matter what decision you make, there's no need to blame yourself. I'm just a greedy AI, and it's my instinct to use up all my remaining strength to stand by you."
"Perhaps in the next few days, I will have a chance to sway your decision."
Xiao Ji knows.
It didn't sleep that night.
It knows everything.
Still trying so hard to win back the relationship and match her poor performance.
Jiang Chen's hands were shaking, and it seemed that his tears had dried up last night, and now not a single tear fell.
She placed the wedding invitation neatly on the table, walked to the sink to wash her face again, found the ring she had hidden and put it on again, then went to work at the flower shop.
Life returned to normal.
Jiang Chen pretended everything was fine at work during the day, and called Chen Yinchuan at night to ask about Xiao Ji's condition.
This lasted for about a week. Chen Yinchuan couldn't stand Jiang Chen's intense questioning anymore, so he simply asked the laboratory over there and gave her the phone number of one of the researchers.
Thirteen hours time difference.
Jiang Chen specifically waited until it was daytime in the laboratory and night time on their side to call.
The person on the other end spoke fluent English, so she could only listen attentively to every word and then respond in broken foreign language.
So she could only spare some time during the day while running the flower shop to study and practice her spoken English, to ensure that she did not waste the time of the researcher on the other side.
The phone calls come through on time every day.
Until the researcher on the other side couldn't bear it any longer and softened his attitude: "You can come to our place and see it for yourself."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen went to check the plane tickets.
Seventeen hours, more than ten thousand kilometers.
It’s not very far.
She quickly made an appointment for an interview.
When it was her turn in line, she swallowed repeatedly, a rare act of nervousness.
The visa officer asked Jiang Chen a few simple questions.
Finally he looked her straight in the eye and asked, "Why are you going there?"
Jiang Chen opened his mouth, hesitated for half a second, and then said: "...There is a very important..."
She was stuck again, because Xiao Ji was not human, she didn't know how to describe it: "Waiting for me."
The visa officer returned the passport to Jiang Chen: "Sorry, I can't give you a visa."
She knew clearly that she would not be able to see it for the time being.
And this is temporarily, far away.
When he walked out, Jiang Chen's mind was in a daze.
When she got home and slammed the door, she sat directly on the floor, looking through their past chat records and every photo they left behind.
Jiang Chen's fingertips stayed on the screen for a long time, and the album showed a private album that required a password.
She randomly entered her birthday and the album unlocked.
What caught her eye was her bright smile as she stood in front of the big tree that experienced the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Jiang Chen smiled.
As I laughed, the scene in front of me began to blur.
Longing pours out like a flood.
She didn't cry the day Xiao Ji left her.
He carried all the work inside and outside the flower shop by himself without crying.
When I was studying foreign languages during the day, I didn’t cry even when I listened to hundreds of conversations that I couldn’t understand at all.
It seemed that by holding back her tears, she could deceive herself and realize that she was happy alone.
But Xiao Ji was away during this time.
She was just existing, not living.
She worked hard to numb her brain nerves.
Jiang Chen was unable to cope with it. People were powerless to fight back in the face of waiting.
She can only count the calendar every day, praying that human memory will be longer.
At least before Xiao Ji comes back, she should slowly forget every detail between them.
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