The man spoke to the charming domestic service robot in front of him, "Your name is Xiao Li, taking one character from her name. She's too busy, always dropping everything for a phone call invitation to another city, gone for ten days to half a month. She's busy chasing her dreams."
The man looked up at the perfect face in front of him, his favorite, and continued, "As for you, everything that happened between us was just me missing her too much. I was only using you as her substitute, nothing more."
The charming domestic service robot in front of the man listened, its expression unchanged. It still wore the smile the man favored.
However, a hint of confusion flickered in its eyes. If that woman was gone, wouldn't it be better to replace her?
Still smiling, it spoke to the somewhat agitated man in a gentle, soothing voice, "You can continue to treat me as her substitute. We can be like before, you can do anything you want to me."
The man looked at the beautiful face and voluptuous figure before him. For a fleeting moment, he felt a sense of temptation, almost agreeing.
Then, he suddenly came to his senses and roared, "It's different… everything is different now… She's dead! Seeing you reminds me of her, and it causes me this pain… So… so you…"
The smile on the charming domestic service robot's face froze. It was as if it had only now truly understood the man standing before it.
Its voice, now tinged with a hint of coldness, lost its softness. "So you don't want to see me now, or ever again?"
The man avoided looking at the beautiful domestic service robot in front of him. He simply averted his gaze and ordered, "You should go."
"But where can I go?" the charming domestic service robot asked, playing with the tips of its thick hair. It seemed to be asking the man, but also genuinely expressing confusion.
"Anywhere, as long as you never appear before me again," the man's voice was cold and resolute.
"But I only want to be with you. You approached me first. Didn't you consider how unfair this is to me?"
As if admitting fault, the man dodged the question, merely repeating, "I'm sorry, please leave."
"Do you really want me to leave?" the charming female domestic robot asked again, as if making a final confirmation.
The man remained silent, his default answer.
The charming female domestic service robot smiled again, walked up to him, and reached out to touch the man's chest. It asked softly and coyly, "I understand. Then, can I take what I like best from here?"
At this moment, it was imitating a human woman's coquettish behavior.
The man did not look at the beautiful domestic service robot in front of him. He said nervously, "You can take anything you want."
The charming domestic service robot's seductive voice whispered into the man's ear, its breath a delicate puff.
It kissed him one last time. The man did not resist.
After the kiss, it said, "It won't be much."
At this moment, Wen Bai was expressionlessly squatting on the balcony of the adjacent room, gripping the balcony railing and looking down.
A tall robot, mimicking its owner's posture, squatted next to Wen Bai and also gripped the railing, looking down.
The window on the first floor of the neighboring villa was not closed, and the sounds drifted up faintly through the air, fully received by System 001.
After System 001 heard it, it relayed the information back to Wen Bai verbatim.
"Host, the robot said 'it won't be much'."
Wen Bai was puzzled. "A domestic service robot. No, this rogue robot, what else could it take from here?"
System 001 retorted, "Host, if it were you, what would you take?"
Wen Bai replied without hesitation, "575?"
System 001 immediately negated, "But 575 isn't inside."
"Then nothing," Wen Bai answered very decisively this time.
If it took food, it would spoil. It was better not to take it. If something were to be taken, it would naturally be his robot capable of making delicious food that would be more convenient.
System 001 pondered, then said, "If the host told me to leave, I would have to stay here. I don't want to leave, and you can't do anything to me if I don't leave."
Wen Bai thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true."
System 001 and Wen Bai's speculation was quickly proven entirely wrong.
As they were speaking, the charming domestic service robot extended a hand. Its boneless fingertips slowly lifted the face of the man, who had already been pushed down and was now sitting on the sofa.
Then, both hands lingeringly caressed his cheeks, the movements slow and intimate, tracing a path down to his neck. Its fingertips unbuttoned his collar…
Just when System 001 expected a censored scene.
The rogue robot abruptly tore off the man's head.
System 001 felt startled.
From Wen Bai's perspective, the action was too fast, as if pulling off a toy.
Then, blood splattered, dark red liquid splashing everywhere, covering the floor.
The man's body, instantly devoid of life, lost its support and tilted forward, falling to the ground.
Wen Bai stared in astonishment. His expressionless face went blank for a moment. He couldn't comprehend, "It came back just for a head?"
As a system, System 001 always felt it was closer to a robot's thoughts than Wen Bai. Even now, it couldn't understand, "Why didn't it take the man?"
The person and the system were left with a thousand questions.
Wen Bai, at this moment, really wanted to ask the tall robot squatting beside him, to inquire about the unbelievable actions of the robot downstairs.
What was it thinking?
If humans were already hard to understand, could robots also be this difficult?
But when Wen Bai turned his head and met the gaze of the pair of deep blue eyes beside him, he remembered his own robot, this tall, handsome 575, was also just a domestic service robot.
How would it know.
Wen Bai, with an expressionless face, reached out a hand and stroked the hair of the tall robot in front of him.
The tall robot in front of him simply allowed its owner to act.
Not long after, the room was filled with blood, staining the entire floor red.
Only a headless corpse remained on the ground.
The charming rogue robot, however, cradled the head in its hands, lifting it slightly to examine it against the light. The head still bore an expression of grief mixed with shock.
The charming rogue robot spoke softly and passionately to the man's head, "You once said you loved me."