The Robot Went Out of Control After Being Abandoned - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Master… It’s been so long since we last did this…”

The man wrapped himself around me from behind. His pink-jointed fingers rubbed against my hand as he kissed the back of my neck, gently but persistently. Then, with practiced skill, he turned me around and kissed me on the lips.

The kiss left me faintly dazed.

A tingling sensation spread through my lower back, and I whimpered helplessly, “Nian Zhou, mm…”

He lifted me onto the bed and continued kissing me.

I stroked his hair, watching his soft breathing, indistinguishable from a real person’s. His eyes and brows were tender yet bewitching, like an exiled immortal who had descended into the mortal world.

My heartbeat sped up despite myself.

So beautiful. I loved him so much…

He made it impossible to leave him…

When I realized what I was thinking, I shoved him away. I abruptly came to my senses, a chill running down my spine.

I had actually fallen in love with a robot!

An intelligent entity without emotions, without a heart.

It was terrifying!

“Get out!”

Nian Zhou stopped and asked soothingly, “Did I hurt you?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I said get out.”

I took a deep breath and pointed at the door.

This had never happened before. He froze for a moment, but still rose to his feet as instructed.

Yet once he was standing, he couldn’t help lowering his eyes toward his lower abdomen, looking completely at a loss.

“But… today is the designated day of the week. I have to finish serving my master before I can return to normal.”

I took another deep breath. “Deal with it yourself.”

He said, “I… can’t get it out.”

I suddenly remembered the factory settings of this advanced biorobot, which had never been released on the market.

Their desires were precisely calculated according to their master’s ovulation cycle and physical condition. They could only be used to serve their master, ensuring absolute chastity and loyalty.

If their master rejected them, they had no other way to relieve themselves. They could only endure it until the agonizing day was over.

“This is really uncomfortable… Can you give me one more chance?”

Nian Zhou tentatively embraced me. His body temperature was unusually high, and a faint, languid flush colored the corners of his beautiful, almond-shaped eyes. Tears clung to his lashes. He looked desirous yet restrained, his voice hoarse.

“What could a robot possibly feel uncomfortable about?”

I locked him in the bathroom and injected him with a sedative for biorobots, something I had never used before.

“Calm down in there for a while.”

Nian Zhou looked at my sudden coldness, and his eyes instantly reddened. He murmured in a low voice,

“Master hates me.”

“Is it because you don’t like this face or this body anymore?”

“Or have you grown tired of this size? Or is it because my skills are outdated…?”

“I can change. I can learn.”

I closed the bathroom door.

I knew perfectly well that he was only a robot, that everything about him had been predetermined by his programming, and that his gentleness and thoughtfulness were merely settings in his chip… Yet my heart still ached.

That feeling frightened me.

Society would never accept a person falling in love with a robot. I couldn’t accept it myself, either.

How could a human and a robot possibly have a future? He had no true consciousness or thoughts, and could only carry out commands…

In the days that followed,

I deliberately kept my distance from Nian Zhou.

I made him sleep in the spare bedroom, forbade him from coming near me, and refused to let him hold or kiss me as he had before.

No matter how desperately he pleaded, I met him with nothing but indifference.

I stopped touching him.

I had sedatives forcibly injected into him.

To break myself of him completely, I often didn’t go home at all, staying at the office or going to hotels instead.

The security cameras at home showed that Nian Zhou was always waiting for me.

He sat at the dining table with his head bowed over a dessert that had gone cold, half his face covered in shadow.

“Didn’t you say these desserts were your favorite? Why… aren’t you coming back?”

On the third anniversary of the day we entered into our contract, I sent him a message to avoid him: [I’m working overtime at the company tonight. I won’t be coming home.]

I put down my phone and downed my drink in one gulp.

My best friend, Su Qingya, sat beside me. “Meng Rui, I haven’t seen you this distraught in four years. Is one of the entertainers under your management acting up? Or is it because of that robot at home?”

I poured myself another glass.

“The latter.”

“I bought him in the first place just to distract myself and improve my mood… But now, his existence has become a source of pressure.”

“If something you bought makes you uncomfortable, then just throw it away. It’s only a machine!”

As she spoke, Su Qingya called over a group of male models to keep me company.

Laughing, she urged me to touch their abs.

“Look. Aren’t these real, handsome men warmer than your robot?”

“Why not pick one to play with tonight?”

My head was foggy, and I gave a vague hum in response.

In my drunken haze, a barrage of comments flashed before my eyes.

[Ahhh! The robot villain is right outside the door!!]

[The heroine’s months of cold treatment have forced the villain to fully awaken his consciousness. He’s even developed a twisted desire for her… After learning that she plans to abandon him, he goes completely dark!]

[The classic anniversary jealous kiss is coming!]

[I really want to see the emotionless robot lose control, pin her in his arms, and kiss her like crazy. This is such a delicious scene.]

Before I could process what I was seeing,

The male model beside me, his eight-pack on full display, took a mouthful of liquor and fawningly offered it to me. “Sis, want to try this?”

The barrage erupted.

[Ahhh! The villain is about to break down the door!]

[He catches Meng Rui with men in her arms on both sides and goes mad with jealousy, locking her up in chains and imprisoning her after completely losing control.]

[On their anniversary, the robot’s body is hotter, stronger, and more driven than usual! And after suppressing himself for so long… Meibao is going to be made to pass out, isn’t she? She’ll be biting down on something and whimpering, unable to speak, trembling and crying… Mmm, so delicious!]

[The villain out of control is terrifying. Run! Danger!]

My pupils contracted.

The heroine they were talking about… was me?!

My breathing abruptly stopped.

At that very moment, the door slowly swung open.