"This is my fiancé, Kevin Smith. He's a bit clingy," Sophia said, while gently tapping Kevin's head.

Kevin nestled in Sophia's arms, looking like a bullied little boy.

They were a perfect match in everyone's eyes. As for me, I was just data without a soul.

I looked at Kevin with envy, whose position should have been mine. Now I was not qualified to hug her.

"Cynthia, I bought you some candy." Kevin took out candies from his pocket and handed them to Sophia.

"She..." My hand uncontrollably reached out.

I wanted to tell him that Sophia hated candies.

She had said that candies were so sweet that she would forget the bitterness in life.

But now she leaned over and bit the candy in Kevin's hand.

It turned out that if life was sweet, it didn't matter to eat a few candies.

"You have a good relationship," I gritted my teeth and said.

James frowned at me, as if afraid that I would do something.

Sophia listened to my words, a little stunned, and looked at Kevin with satisfaction.

"I had an accident three years ago. It was James who saved me and took me in. If it weren't for him, I would die."

Before I could continue to say something, James hurriedly pulled me away.

"We are new here and a bit tired. We'll come again."

I followed James out of the bar but still looked back reluctantly.

Perhaps others didn't notice the strangeness in Sophia's face, but I did.

She just forgot about me, but my name was still in her heart. I even thought that with a little more stimulation, she would know who I was.

"Enough, Apollo, what were you doing just now?"

When we arrived at the hotel, James scolded me.

I thought he probably figured out what I was thinking.

"I wanted to take Sophia away. She doesn't belong here. You know, she has an ambition."

I took Sophia's ambition as an excuse.

I opened the heavy suitcase and looked at the photos of me and Sophia inside.

I was slumped on the bed, memories about Sophia constantly flashing through my mind.

We had picked up scattered flowers in the rain and admired the rising sun.

All the past was deeply engraved in my heart, and I couldn't believe that Sophia could easily give up.

"Apollo, you're just a robot. Look, Sophia is already aging, but you are still the same as before. You can't overcome it." James persuaded me.

James' words pierced my heart.

As he said, we used to be the same age. But now we looked like siblings. In the future, we might even be grandmother and grandson.

As they say, Sophia was born before me, and I was born when she was already old.

"I understand, James." I gritted my teeth and said, driving James out of the room and squatting alone in the corner.

If one day I could shed tears, did that mean I was a human?

But I really couldn't let her go.

My program ordered me to protect Sophia. So I couldn't leave her forever.

In the night, I quietly went out and walked to Sophia's bar in the cold wind.

I selfishly held tightly to the photo of me and Sophia, but at the door, I stopped.

I struggled and took several steps back, looking from afar.

Sophia sat in the rocking chair, sleeping quietly, while Kevin tidied up orderly and gently covered Sophia with a blanket.

Looking at their harmony, I could only hold the photo tightly without a word.

A few drops of rain fell on my hair, and I reached out but couldn't catch them.

I turned my back and no longer saw them in the room.

I couldn't help but think whether Sophia's present life was what she wanted, which was being together with a man to have meals, occasionally quarreling, and growing old in a house.

Unconsciously, the photo in my hand had been soaked, and even the two of us in the photo were unrecognizable.

There seemed to be a missing piece in my heart. It turned out that even robots could be sad.

I took raindrops as the tears that I would never shed.

"Apollo! What's wrong with you?" In my blurred consciousness, I heard James' voice.

"I...I..." I seemed to be in trouble, unable to even speak a complete sentence.

I trembled to lift my foot, leaving a series of shallow footprints in the mud.

In the past, Sophia never wanted me to get wet in the rain. She said I would get in trouble if I drenched so much.

But I never took it seriously. After all, as long as Sophia was with me, nothing would happen.

I looked at the faint electric light flickering on my body, and James didn't dare to approach me.

"Don't...worry. Sophia said...I will never...have any problems." I fell to the ground with a bang before I could finish speaking, and trembled constantly.

At that moment, a yellow tear fell from the corner of my eye.

It turned out that I could cry.

This was death, right?