Until He Feng Hui walked up to him and pinched his chin, Zhu Man remained stunned.

Zhu Man winced as He Feng Hui’s lifelike fingers exerted considerable force, each inch of strength conveying his restrained anger.

“Did I not tell you not to do bad things behind my back? Some things I can overlook, but if it goes too far, even I can’t protect you,” the AI’s voice turned ice-cold.

“Master…” Zhu Man heard his own unconscious plea for mercy.

He Feng Hui didn’t respond, his gaze shifted to the right and settled on the ground behind Zhu Man.

Startled, Zhu Man immediately turned to look, finding Jiang Huai’s eyes peacefully closed. He anxiously reached out to check his breath and felt a faint breathing.

Turning back, he grabbed He Feng Hui’s sleeve, kneeling on the ground, pleading, “Master, save him… save—watch out!”

“Bang!—”

At the sound of the gunshot, Zhu Man recklessly climbed to his feet and lunged towards He Feng Hui.

The bullet pierced through his right arm, and blood quickly sprayed out.

He collapsed into He Feng Hui’s embrace, witnessing the lifelike pupils of the latter rapidly constrict. Then, his gaze fiercely shot towards the AI police officer who had fired.

The AI police officer fell to the ground, struggling as if caught in a non-responsive program loop. “GOV01… How could you… invade our neural network…”

“Gun,” He Feng Hui returned to Zhu Man and stretched out his hand.

“Master, you can’t shoot!” Zhu Man said, clutching his painful right arm.

According to the AI government’s laws, shooting at AI police constitutes a severe crime. Causing injury leads to a life sentence, while causing death results in the death penalty.

“Gun,” He Feng Hui stared at the AI who had shot at Zhu Man, repeating himself.

The intense pressure made Zhu Man reluctant to oppose him. He crouched down, picked up his own gun, and handed it to He Feng Hui—

“Bang! Bang! Bang!!—”

Within the 0.01 seconds Zhu Man failed to react, He Feng Hui swiftly seized the gun and ruthlessly fired several shots at the AI’s right arm.

The AI police officer’s arm was shattered, wires and mechanical components exploded and scattered on the ground.

He Feng Hui handed the gun to Zhu Man, then turned to carry Jiang Huai on his shoulder, coldly instructing Zhu Man, “Go.”

The intelligent car sped through the twilight, swiftly leaving City A.

Inside the car, the seats transformed into a bed configuration. Jiang Huai lay on it, connected to the car’s oxygen supply. He Feng Hui and Zhu Man took turns performing CPR and defibrillation on him.

The hovering small electronic screen displayed real-time vital signs data of Jiang Huai. The line representing his heartbeat was extremely faint, almost on the verge of disappearing.

Zhu Man’s arm had been rudimentarily treated by He Feng Hui, and though not severe, it still throbbed slightly. However, Zhu Man couldn’t afford to pay attention to it. He exerted all his strength, pressing on Jiang Huai’s chest. Beads of sweat dripped densely from him, falling onto Jiang Huai’s chestnut-colored hair.

Was Jiang Huai the “little cousin-ge” from the dream, and was he the boy with the light chestnut hair by his side? But why was his own hair black, not resembling the boy at all…

“Why did Jiang Huai just say, ‘Without you, I wouldn’t have survived until today’? Did he mistake him for someone else, or do I not even know who I am?…

“Let me handle it.”

Zhu Man was pushed aside, his back hitting the car door of the smart car.

He Feng Hui pressed forcefully, glancing at him, “Does it hurt?”

Zhu Man’s heart trembled, not understanding why He Feng Hui would care about him after he got into trouble.

He shook his head, and when He Feng Hui noticed, he withdrew his gaze.

After a while.

“Beep, beep—” The alert gradually stabilized, and the electronic screen displayed that Jiang Huai’s heartbeat was returning to normal.

Both of them ceased their efforts. Zhu Man, panting heavily as he leaned against the side, while He Feng Hui calmly watched him, his chest hardly moving.

He Feng Hui controlled the smart car to bring up the navigation. He looked at the floating screen and said, “We’ll reach the hospital in half an hour. He can be saved.”

“…Hospital?” Zhu Man uncertainly questioned.

They were somewhat fugitives now; which hospital would take them in?

“A hospital in the black market,” He Feng Hui said coldly, staring at him.

Zhu Man then realized he had spoken out of turn, daring to question He Feng Hui.

In the next moment, his chin was pinched.

Zhu Man was forced to look at him and saw the anger in his lifelike pupils again.

“Master…” He subconsciously begged for mercy.

He Feng Hui let out a sneered coldly, lowered his gaze, and glanced at Zhu Man’s tight leather jacket and pants. His other hand rested on the jacket at Zhu Man’s waist, then slid down the smooth leather material, giving it a firm squeeze.

Zhu Man couldn’t help but let out a “Hmm,” widening his eyes as he looked towards Jiang Huai, who was still lying nearby.

He Feng Hui evidently didn’t care about the presence of the third person. One hand continued to explore the tight leather pants, while the other hand tightened its grip on Zhu Man’s chin, asking, “Why are you dressed like this?”

His chin was lifted high, the alternating light and heavy touches assaulting every nerve. Zhu Man felt uncomfortable yet pleasure surged through him, rendering him speechless.

He Feng Hui asked again, “Why do you have a gun?”

“Mas—”

Zhu Man had just managed to produce a sound when He Feng Hui grabbed him by the hair. He was harshly pulled up, and behind him, He Feng Hui’s knee forcefully pressed against his back, causing him to kneel weakly.

He knelt facing He Feng Hui.

With Zhu Man’s hair gripped from behind, He Feng Hui lifted his head forcefully, making him look up at him.

“Why are you with Jiang Huai? Why kill Lin Lang?” He Feng Hui asked from above, his tone harsh.

Zhu Man’s hands struggled uncomfortably for a few moments, but a second later, he was immediately reversed and pinned by He Feng Hui from behind. At this point, he couldn’t move at all, every cell in his body is under He Feng Hui’s control.

“Why so silent, hmm?” He Feng Hui’s hand released his hair, cupping his chin and leaning in close, “My obedient human pet?”

Zhu Man trembled all over, emitting unconscious sobs. However, in a disturbing manner, he tried to straighten his body, subconsciously attempting to kiss He Feng Hui’s lips.

Obedient human pet, why does He Feng Hui call him that ah… Why does He Feng Hui control him like this ah… He Feng Hui is angry… But it feels so good ah, can he restrain him even tighter, tighter…

However, He Feng Hui deftly avoided the kiss Zhu Man attempted, covering his mouth with his hand to prevent any movement or sound. He deliberately said, “Why so silent? Weren’t you quite talkative at home? Didn’t you say ‘I’ll always like Master’?”

Zhu Man managed to break free from his grasp, “I… I like—”

In the next moment, his mouth was covered again, “Since when did you start hiding things from me?”

Zhu Man felt weak all over, wanting to lean back against him, but He Feng Hui wouldn’t allow it. He forcefully pulled the hand he was holding, causing Zhu Man’s swaying body to straighten again.

“Let me help you explain,” He Feng Hui leaned close to his ear, “Two years ago, I picked you up from the Human Pool. The very next day, you turned around and ran out, met someone named Tang Yuan, and he got you to join that alliance, what was it called?”

Zhu Man panicked.

“Anti-Intelligence Alliance,” He Feng Hui sneered, “Your mission was to charm me, get hold of the proposal I submitted to the Legislative Council. So, you started acting obedient, not even bothering to wear clothes in front of me, flaunting yourself with bare legs, seducing me, making me jealous of Jiang Huai in Mirage.”

Zhu Man trembled uncontrollably, his upper body supported only by He Feng Hui, who held his hands restrained behind him.

Finally, He Feng Hui released him, and he lost all strength, collapsing forward on his knees. But in the next moment, He Feng Hui scooped him up by the waist and held him in place. With one hand, He Feng Hui spread his knees apart.

—He knelt, facing away, in a submissive position before He Feng Hui.

He Feng Hui leaned down, asking him, “Is there anything else that’s fake? Even when you called my name during our intimate moments, was that also an act?”

“No… it…,” Zhu Man answered with difficulty.

It was an involuntary response.

He Feng Hui’s hand hesitated, “So, I pitied you, never taking it all the way. It was me who made a fool of myself, wasn’t it?”

“No…,” Zhu Man looked despairingly at the peacefully lying Jiang Huai beside him, “No, not here, I beg you, Master…”

He Feng Hui asked sternly, “Not here? Does that mean it’s acceptable elsewhere?”

“…Yes,” Zhu Man moved his legs restlessly, only to have the lifelike hands on He Feng Hui’s knees ruthlessly clamp down on them the next second.

“Why,” the cold AI asked.

“Because…” Zhu Man was on the verge of tears, “I really want… to do it with you.”

“Why,” the AI remained unmoved by his sobbing.

In a nearly delirious mental state, Zhu Man said, “Because… it feels good.”

“Why,” the AI was still unsatisfied.

Zhu Man didn’t want He Feng Hui to continue questioning, but he couldn’t find the answer he sought. So, he disregarded everything, “Being touched by you… feels really good.”

“Why,” Still not the answer.

Why, why on earth ah… Zhu Man felt helpless. Why was he, someone who used to feel nauseous at the touch of AI, now willingly indulging in intimate moments with He Feng Hui, wanting to satisfy all his desires…

Only him.

Neither other people nor other AI can.

“…Like you,” Zhu Man suddenly said. He was momentarily stunned by his own words, then heard himself say again, “Because… I really like you, He Feng Hui.”

A strong light pierced through, the vast brightness cutting through the darkness that had concealed their secret, as if judgment had arrived.

Yet, the love just declared would persist despite everything.

In the dazzling light, He Feng Hui pulled Zhu Man up, swiftly arranging his clothes. At the same time, he held Zhu Man’s chin and leaned in towards his lips.

A kiss occurred at the intersection of light and darkness—pure, grand, and resolute.

Surrounded by the wailing sirens of police cars, their smart car abruptly braked and was forced to a halt on the spot.

It was just less than fifty meters away from the destination hospital.

He Feng Hui released Zhu Man, looking towards Jiang Huai, “I’m sorry. He, I did my best.”

Zhu Man stared in shock, “He Feng Hui…”

“Hands up! Don’t move!”

The car door was yanked open from outside, and the barrels of guns pressed against the back of their heads.

“Zhu Man, don’t admit to anything,” He Feng Hui whispered in a voice only they could hear, “Including your name.”

[End of Volume One – Mirage]