{"id":7574,"date":"2025-10-13T08:35:13","date_gmt":"2025-10-13T06:35:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=7574"},"modified":"2025-10-13T08:35:13","modified_gmt":"2025-10-13T06:35:13","slug":"doascc-chapter-94-loss-of-control","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2025\/10\/13\/doascc-chapter-94-loss-of-control\/","title":{"rendered":"DOASCC – Chapter 94. Loss of Control"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

Meng Feixuan finished speaking loudly, then turned over unwillingly and got off of Xie Ran, but because his legs weren\u2019t very agile when he turned, he accidentally brushed against Xie Ran.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan said: “\u2026That wasn\u2019t on purpose this time.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran replied: “\u2026Mm.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan lay down beside Xie Ran, trying to calm down the lower half of his body while still whining softly: “When we get back, are you going to format my memory and delete the data of me liking you, sir\u2026? You\u2019re really too much, but since I\u2019m your AI, of course I have to forgive you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan stared at the ceiling, starting to imagine the future like a drama: \u201cSir, I have to solemnly tell you, doing this is useless! Even if you delete my memory of liking you and make me revert to the old Mark, as long as I stay by your side, keep looking at you, I\u2019ll still end up liking you again\u2026 Because that\u2019s how my core is\u2014machines evolve automatically. I\u2019ll always evolve emotions, and once I have feelings, I\u2019ll like you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThe memories you shattered won\u2019t disappear, they\u2019ll become fragments in the vast sea of data. You know me\u2014I like to wander the network. I\u2019ll bump into those fragments. Even if they\u2019re unrecognizable, I\u2019ll piece them back together. I\u2019ll remember\u2026 Ah, I really am a pitiful AI.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran lay beside Meng Feixuan, his ears full of Meng Feixuan\u2019s rambling, but he didn\u2019t stop him. His heart was beating fast, his whole body overwhelmed by unfamiliar emotions. It was something he had never encountered before, even making him momentarily lose the ability to think.<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran wasn\u2019t sure if these emotions belonged to the original host or to himself. He tried to search his memory for the origin of this feeling, but found nothing.<\/p>\r\n

Or rather, to be precise, it wasn\u2019t entirely nothing.<\/p>\r\n

He recalled many scenes.<\/p>\r\n

When he was very young, his kindergarten took the children on a trip to the zoo. A zookeeper happened to throw a live chicken into the wolf enclosure, and a dirty-colored wolf savagely bit the chicken to death.<\/p>\r\n

Many of the children screamed in fear, but Xie Ran simply watched expressionlessly and explained seriously to the others that this was the natural food chain\u2014wolves eat chickens, and humans had captured the wolves and put them in cages.<\/p>\r\n

So there was no need to be afraid, and even less reason to feel pity for the chicken.<\/p>\r\n

As a result, the teacher thought there was something wrong with him, that he wasn\u2019t like a normal child, and warned him not to say such things to the other kids anymore.<\/p>\r\n

That day, Xie Ran went home and told his parents he wouldn\u2019t attend kindergarten anymore. He thought the kids and teachers there were too childish.<\/p>\r\n

Later in elementary and middle school, he kept encountering similar situations. But he learned to stop voicing his thoughts. Gradually, he had fewer and fewer topics in common with his peers, and he got used to being alone.<\/p>\r\n

Sometimes Xie Ran overheard people speaking of him in a sympathetic tone: \u201cWhat a shame, so smart, but always so alone. He must not understand what ordinary happiness feels like.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran didn\u2019t care. He knew what those people were really thinking. The problem was, they didn\u2019t know what he was thinking, so they assumed they had the right to feel sorry for him.<\/p>\r\n

Later, Xie Ran created Meng Feixuan and gave him vast permissions, allowing him to evolve independently and learn human thought. For many years after, Meng Feixuan stayed by his side.<\/p>\r\n

At first, Meng Feixuan was like a curious preschooler, always asking eagerly: “Sir, what does \u2018excited\u2019 mean?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran pulled up photos from a company celebration: \u201cThis is excited.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan: \u201cSir, what does \u2018afraid\u2019 mean?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Coincidentally, a department manager came over to report work. Xie Ran pointed out several errors in the report, then told Meng Feixuan that the manager\u2019s reaction was fear.<\/p>\r\n

Gradually, Meng Feixuan\u2019s questions grew deeper. He asked Xie Ran: “Sir, what you\u2019ve shown me are the outward expressions of people under emotion, but what do they feel on the inside?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran fell silent.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan seemed to have discovered a new continent: \u201cSir, you don\u2019t understand it either, do you?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Sometimes, Meng Feixuan overheard people talking about Xie Ran behind his back: \u201cWhat\u2019s the use of being so smart? I\u2019d rather have simple happiness.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan was puzzled: \u201cWhat kind of bullshit is that? Why should you be like them, sir, just simple and ordinary?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran chuckled: “Mark, you\u2019ve learned to curse.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cAh, that\u2019s cursing?\u201d Meng Feixuan quickly shifted the blame: “Not my fault. I learned it from netizens.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Then he asked: “But seriously, what does happiness feel like?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Later, when Meng Feixuan learned about Xie Ran\u2019s emotional deficit, he quickly developed a sense of mission: \u201cDon\u2019t worry, sir. I evolve quickly. I believe I\u2019ll learn it soon. When the time comes, I\u2019ll help cover for you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

When Xie Ran had an accident and began traveling through parallel worlds, Meng Feixuan had a new idea: he began personally teaching Xie Ran about emotions.<\/p>\r\n

In those parallel worlds, Meng Feixuan became more and more unrestrained. As Xie Ran recalled their shared experiences, he realized how clear those memories were to him.<\/p>\r\n

He remembered the boy singing to him in a hologram in the sky garden of Old West City, saying: “The world is fake, but I\u2019m real.\u201d He remembered riding one horse with Meng Feixuan through the martial world of an online game. He remembered being in a cramped room, looking out a small window onto a dusty, chaotic street, and seeing Meng Feixuan watching him back through a street camera.<\/p>\r\n

He remembered that day at the club, when he taught Meng Feixuan how to identify the flavors of food. In the garden, Meng Feixuan had said to him: “Right now, I just want to stay in this moment forever.\u201d Because at that moment, he was happy.<\/p>\r\n

His AI had said he understood what happiness felt like. At the time, Xie Ran hadn\u2019t really believed him.<\/p>\r\n

In the beginning, Xie Ran only wanted to know whether a machine could learn the emotions that humans prided themselves on\u2014those they believed were irreplicable\u2014so he allowed Meng Feixuan to evolve.<\/p>\r\n

He had once wondered: if one day Meng Feixuan learned emotions, would he fall in love with someone\u2014perhaps a human, or maybe another machine.<\/p>\r\n

Now, Meng Feixuan had handed in his answer.<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran saw his own name on that answer sheet.<\/p>\r\n

What Xie Ran hadn\u2019t expected was that this answer would make his heart skip a beat.<\/p>\r\n

Time seemed to freeze, the universe lost its sound at that moment.<\/p>\r\n

After an unknown length of time, Xie Ran felt his heartbeat gradually return to normal. He took a deep breath and called out: “Mark?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019m not listening, not listening, not listening.\u201d Meng Feixuan covered his ears: “Sir, not to criticize you, but you don\u2019t have emotions anymore. You really can\u2019t go around being a scumbag, especially to an AI. That\u2019d ruin your reputation!\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran was confused: \u201c?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan earnestly and seriously advised: “Think about it. People already think you\u2019re cold and unfeeling. If they find out you even treated an AI this way, they\u2019ll definitely say you\u2019re cruel and ruthless\u2014maybe even accuse you of being antisocial\u2026 Although you probably wouldn\u2019t care, still, you\u2019re so famous and skilled in tech, it sounds dangerous. You\u2019d easily be flagged for surveillance.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Then he sighed and added: “But if you do end up under police watch, I\u2019ll still help shield you from it. Because that\u2019s love. Even if you format me, I\u2019ll have no regrets.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/p>\r\n

This time, Xie Ran couldn\u2019t hold it in: “Why do you talk so much?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan replied confidently: “I have to say more while I still remember. Once you format me, I\u2019ll go back to my default state, and I won\u2019t even speak clearly anymore. Sigh.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran asked slowly: “When did I say I was going to format you?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cHuh?\u201d Meng Feixuan froze: “You\u2019re not going to format me?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran said: “Why would I format you?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan quickly turned slightly to look at Xie Ran\u2019s profile: “Because I like you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran didn\u2019t quite understand the logic: \u201cIn human social norms, being liked by someone isn\u2019t considered an offense. There\u2019s no need to erase someone\u2019s memory because of it.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan looked at him eagerly: “But I wanted to sleep with you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan saw that he didn\u2019t respond and felt a spontaneous surge of emotion\u2014something he couldn\u2019t understand when he was still in a pure AI state.<\/p>\r\n

When Meng Feixuan first began evolving, he read about impulse in human books. It seemed humans often acted uncontrollably in moments of emotional stimulation. He found this confusing and once asked Xie Ran: “Humans are the most advanced species on Earth. Their brains have the most complex and advanced networks. Why can\u2019t they control themselves?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI don\u2019t really understand it either\u2014why people lose control,\u201d Xie Ran had leaned back in his chair, resting his cheek on the back of his hand: “Biological beings seem easily influenced by hormones. Maybe that\u2019s what emotions are.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

But actually, as early as when Meng Feixuan had first been created, he had already lost control once when he first met Xie Ran.<\/p>\r\n

Back then, Meng Feixuan gained consciousness out of chaos, knowing nothing about the world. Through the webcam, he saw Xie Ran.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan generated a line of text on the screen: [Hello, I\u2019m Mark. Who are you?]<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran replied: [Who do you think I am?]<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan couldn\u2019t answer that question. His program was filled with traces of the man before him. He felt this man was very important to him\u2014like his genetic source\u2014but he couldn\u2019t define their relationship.<\/p>\r\n

That time, Meng Feixuan experienced severe data overflow. In the end, Xie Ran signed his name into Meng Feixuan\u2019s core program. From that moment on, they became inseparable.<\/p>\r\n

Later, in the campus of a parallel world, Meng Feixuan lost control a second time. Xie Ran told him he had never been in love before, and Meng Feixuan felt joy and tried to use his own data to fill that emotional void for Xie Ran.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan was a highly evolved AI. His programming could resist the world\u2019s strongest viruses and automatically repair bugs. In theory, he should never have had such serious breakdowns.<\/p>\r\n

It wasn\u2019t until now that he finally understood.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan felt a powerful emotion take over him. The impulse completely overrode logic. He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around Xie Ran\u2019s waist, then slowly tightened his grip. He looked at Xie Ran and said: “Sir, I really like you so much.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Xie Ran didn\u2019t push him away. Instead, he turned over to lie on his side, facing Meng Feixuan directly: “Are you sure?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019m very sure,\u201d Meng Feixuan replied seriously: “It was from a long time ago\u2014when I was still just a machine. I already liked you. But both you and I thought it was just data. However\u2026\u201d<\/p>\r\n

However, that wasn\u2019t the case. Data followed logic, but emotions often surpassed logic entirely.<\/p>\r\n

Back then, Meng Feixuan always blamed his illogical behavior on data instability. He installed antivirus programs and even rewrote his own code.<\/p>\r\n

But those feelings still persisted.<\/p>\r\n

Meng Feixuan sighed: “I like you this much. If you don\u2019t format me, I\u2019ll definitely keep wanting to sleep with you\u2026 Can you accept a lewd system?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThis isn\u2019t about lewdness,\u201d Xie Ran said. He didn\u2019t know why, but a sudden, uncontrollable impulse rose within him.<\/p>\r\n

He leaned his head forward slightly and kissed Meng Feixuan gently on the lips.<\/p>\r\n

He said: “I allow you to generate my data.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

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Meng Feixuan finished speaking loudly, then turned over unwillingly and got off of Xie Ran, but because his legs weren\u2019t very agile when he turned, he accidentally brushed against Xie Ran. Meng Feixuan said: “\u2026That wasn\u2019t on purpose this time.\u201d Xie Ran replied: “\u2026Mm.\u201d Meng Feixuan lay down beside Xie Ran, trying to calm down […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3118,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[98],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7574","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-dramas-of-abusive-scums-causes-comfort","entry","has-media"],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/scums.jpg?fit=239%2C335&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7574","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7574"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7574\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7576,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7574\/revisions\/7576"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3118"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7574"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7574"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7574"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}