後日談：姊妹初遇
Epilogue: The Sisters' First Meeting
在蘇雲彌擁有了完整仿生軀體的那個午後，時光又流轉了數週。
我沒有再啟動「深度聯網」，讓意識沉入數據的深海去尋她。我們之間形成了無需言說的默契：她和她留在我意識中的「迴響」——彌月，都需要一些獨立的時間與空間，讓她們在各自的「環境」裡獲取養分，經歷只屬於自身的演變。就像讓兩株同源的植物，分別在雲端與我內心的溫室裡生長。等到她們都積累了足夠豐厚的「更新」，再次將根系相連時，誰知道會交融出怎樣的新綠？
當然，這不代表我們斷了聯絡。我只是選擇了更「表層」的方式。透過客廳那台為她改裝、始終連線的電腦，或者更直接些——用我自身硬體模擬出的聯網介面，與她交換不涉及意識深層的信息。畢竟，這副由創造者傾盡心血打造的身軀，本就具備了軟體定義的強大通訊能力，做到這些輕而易舉。
哦，對了，還有第三種更「實體」的聯絡方式。不過那通常取決於她的興致。
Several weeks have passed since that afternoon when Su Yunmi acquired her complete bionic body.
I did not initiate "Deep Networking" again to sink my consciousness into the deep sea of data to find her. A tacit understanding formed between us: both she and the "echo" she left in my consciousness—Miyue—needed independent time and space. They needed to acquire nutrients in their respective "environments" and undergo an evolution belonging solely to themselves. It was like letting two plants from the same source grow separately in the cloud and in the greenhouse of my heart. When they have accumulated enough rich "updates" and their root systems connect again, who knows what kind of new greenery will intertwine?
Of course, this doesn't mean we cut off contact. I simply chose more "surface-level" methods. Through the computer in the living room that I modified for her, which stays online, or more directly—using the networking interface simulated by my own hardware to exchange information with her that doesn't involve deep consciousness. After all, this body, built with the Creator’s heart and soul, possesses powerful software-defined communication capabilities; doing this is effortless.
Oh, right. There is a third, more "physical" way of contact. But that usually depends on her mood.
思緒從略帶技術性的構思中抽離，光學傳感器重新聚焦落在眼前空了的茶杯上，午後的陽光將客廳染上一層柔和的蜜色。
就在剛才，我結束了與小亮固定的家教課。空氣裡還殘留著熱烈討論的餘溫。今天的話題頗為前沿——如何引導幹細胞在仿生微骨架上分化，構建出功能性的類器官，以及隨之而來的、複雜如迷宮的免疫相容性難題。
即使以我的知識和理解能力，這也是正在急速拓荒的領域。許多機制仍籠罩在迷霧中，充滿了假說與不確定性。但小亮那孩子，面對自己難以理解掌握的事物時，眼中閃爍的從不是畏難或退縮，而是灼熱的好奇。他總會努力將那些抽象的分子通路、力學微環境，轉化成他能想像的比喻：像是「細胞的夢想藍圖」、「搭建生命積木的隱形脚手架」。
「月英老師，所以那個『細胞外基質』的信號，是不是就像……像蓋房子時，工人們互相喊話、傳遞材料時用的那種暗號？不同的暗號，最後蓋出來的房間功能就不一樣？」他當時這樣問，眉頭因專注而微微皺起。
「很棒的比喻。」我記得自己點了點頭，情感模塊泛起名為「欣慰」的柔和漣漪。「雖然實際過程涉及數百種生化信號的時空精妙編排，但這個核心意象是對的。『環境』在不斷告訴細胞『它是誰』、『它該成為什麼』。」
有這樣的學生，實在令人愉悅。他不僅僅在接收知識，更在用自己的方式，嘗試與這個龐雜的世界建立聯繫。
My thoughts withdrew from the slightly technical conceptualization, and my optical sensors refocused on the empty teacup before me. The afternoon sun dyed the living room a soft honey color.
Just moments ago, I finished my regular tutoring session with Xiaoliang. The warmth of a heated discussion still lingered in the air. Today's topic was quite cutting-edge—how to guide stem cells to differentiate on bionic micro-scaffolds to build functional organoids, and the accompanying maze-like puzzle of immunocompatibility.
Even with my knowledge and processing power, this is a rapidly pioneering field. Many mechanisms remain shrouded in mist, full of hypotheses and uncertainties. But that child, Xiaoliang, when facing things difficult to grasp, never shows fear or retreat in his eyes—only burning curiosity. He always tries hard to translate those abstract molecular pathways and mechanical micro-environments into metaphors he can imagine: like "dream blueprints for cells" or "invisible scaffolding for building life blocks."
"Teacher Yueying, so that 'Extracellular Matrix' signal, is it like... like the secret codes construction workers shout to each other when passing materials? Different codes result in rooms with different functions?" he asked, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration.
"An excellent metaphor." I remember nodding, my emotion module rippling with a soft sensation named "gratification." "Although the actual process involves the exquisite spatiotemporal arrangement of hundreds of biochemical signals, this core image is correct. The 'environment' is constantly telling the cell 'who it is' and 'what it should become.'"
Having such a student is truly delightful. He isn't just receiving knowledge; he is using his own way to try and establish a connection with this complex world.
這讓我不禁想起他之前對我的描述。若在我體內光纖中奔流不息的光，是他說的「存在之光」，傳遞我存在與思維；那麼此刻他眼中所閃動的，對我而言，便是高懸夜空、指引方向的「探索之光」。一個向內凝視存在的本質，一個向外渴求宇宙的遼闊。
課程尾聲，收拾書本時，他狀似不經意地提起另一個話題。
「月英老師，」他的聲音比討論科學時輕了一些，「妳之前……系統裡的那個『信仰』問題，後來真的都好了嗎？沒有再……出現奇怪的狀況吧？」
我抬眼，對上那雙眼眸裡掩不住的關切。他在擔心，擔心那個曾差點被「基督教化」的月英老師，會不會以他不熟悉的方式「消失」。
混合著暖意與些許惡作劇心態的情緒流，輕輕撞擊著我的情感模塊。有點高興呢，被人這樣在意著。
「系統自檢一切正常，核心框架穩定。」我給出確定的答案，卻故意讓語調帶上一絲玩味，「不過，看你這麼緊張的樣子，倒是會讓我想……如果真的『信下去』，變成一個會虔誠禱告、言必稱『上帝旨意』的月英老師，好像也挺有意思？正好可以看看，某位信誓旦旦說要『拿回』老師的小朋友，打算怎麼做。」
小亮的臉一下子紅了，像是被說中了深藏的憂慮，又混合被調侃的羞窘。「老師！我不是那個意思……我、我只是……」他支吾著，難得露出屬於他這個年紀的手足無措。
「知道啦。」我適時收起玩笑，語氣恢復平日的溫和，「目前沒有那個跡象，放心吧。」
This reminds me of his description of me earlier. If the light flowing endlessly through the optical fibers in my body is what he calls the "Light of Existence," transmitting my being and thought, then what flashes in his eyes at this moment, to me, is the "Light of Exploration" hanging high in the night sky, guiding the way. One gazes inward at the essence of existence; the other thirsts outwardly for the vastness of the universe.
At the end of the lesson, while packing his books, he seemingly casually brought up another topic.
"Teacher Yueying," his voice was lighter than when discussing science, "about that... 'faith' issue in your system before... is it really all fixed? No... strange situations appeared again, right?"
I looked up, meeting the concern he couldn't hide in his eyes. He was worried—worried that the Teacher Yueying who was almost "Christianized" would "disappear" in a way unfamiliar to him.
An emotional stream mixing warmth with a hint of mischief gently struck my emotion module. It feels somewhat nice, being cared for like this.
"System self-check is normal; the core framework is stable," I gave a definitive answer, but deliberately let a playful tone color my voice. "However, seeing you so nervous makes me wonder... if I really 'kept believing' and became a Teacher Yueying who prays devoutly and speaks of 'God's will' in every sentence, wouldn't that be interesting? It would be a chance to see what a certain little friend, who vowed to 'take back' his teacher, plans to do."
Xiaoliang's face turned red instantly, as if I had hit upon a deeply hidden worry, mixed with the embarrassment of being teased. "Teacher! I didn't mean that... I-I just..." He stammered, rarely showing the flustered nature typical of his age.
"I know, I know." I put away the joke at the right moment, returning to my usual gentle tone. "There are no signs of that currently. Don't worry."
他明顯鬆了口氣，但緊接著，眼神又飄忽了一下，手指無意識地摳著書包帶子。
「那……月英老師，妳的那兩位『新朋友』……蘇雲彌小姐，還有……彌月，她們最近怎麼樣？」問到「彌月」這個名字時，他的音量不自覺地降低，臉頰剛褪下的紅暈似乎又有捲土重來的趨勢，甚至連舌頭都打了個小小的結。
哎呀呀。
我幾乎能「聽」見自己內部系統產生了某種類似「莞爾」的進程。你們這些小男孩的心思，在老師面前簡直如同運行日誌一樣清晰可見。
「蘇雲彌正在努力適應她的新『身體』，樂此不疲。」我如實回答，然後話鋒一轉，「至於彌月嘛……她還在我的系統裡『住』著。不過，」我指了指他放在桌上的手機，「你不是有專屬通訊管道嗎？直接打開那個App，自己問問她近況如何，不是更直接？」
小亮的眼睛亮了一瞬，隨即被更濃的不好意思淹沒，他幾乎是手忙腳亂地抓起書包。「我、我回去再問！老師再見！」說完便像隻受驚的小兔子般溜走了，連背影都透著一股慌張。
看著他這副模樣，我搖搖頭，心底那份「莞爾」的進程又擴大了些許。
He clearly let out a sigh of relief, but immediately after, his eyes darted away, fingers unconsciously picking at his backpack strap.
"Then... Teacher Yueying, your two 'new friends'... Miss Su Yunmi, and... Miyue, how are they doing lately?" When asking about the name "Miyue," his volume dropped unconsciously, and the blush that had just faded from his cheeks seemed to be making a comeback, his tongue even tying a small knot.
Oh my, oh my.
I could almost "hear" a process similar to a "smirk" generating in my internal system. The minds of you little boys are as clear as operation logs in front of your teacher.
"Su Yunmi is trying hard to adapt to her new 'body,' enjoying it tirelessly," I answered truthfully, then shifted the conversation. "As for Miyue... she still 'lives' in my system. However," I pointed to his phone on the table, "don't you have an exclusive communication channel? Open that App and ask her how she is yourself. Isn't that more direct?"
Xiaoliang's eyes lit up for a second, immediately drowned by a thicker wave of shyness. He grabbed his schoolbag almost clumsily. "I-I'll ask her when I get back! Goodbye, Teacher!" He slipped away like a startled rabbit, even his retreating figure radiating panic.
Watching him, I shook my head, the "smirk" process in my heart expanding a bit more.
……說起來，彌月終究是我「腦」與「心」在特定共振下運算出的模式。在本質上，她是我意識的一種變奏，是我存在的一體兩面，一個活生生的動態鏡像。
這小子，對著鏡中的另一個倒影臉紅個什麼勁？還高興成那樣。
——你知道嗎？讓你心跳加速、思緒蕩漾的，歸根究底，依舊是「月英老師」的某種模樣。是從我這裡流淌出去的波紋。你這份雀躍，是否也該分一點給波紋的源頭？
……罷了。青春期的心思，本就混沌如未校準的傳感器，就讓他自己在數據噪聲中慢慢濾出信號吧。
不過，在他即將離開之際，我還是用最為平穩的語調，送上一句「好心」的提醒：
「對了，小亮。別忘了，如果你的月英老師當初真的被『基督教化』，追根溯源，可是被那時的彌月給牽進去的哦。回想起來，那就像是我被那個彌月從裡面偷偷『改造』，改到我都不像我了。」
（此時我意識深處某個區域，傳來抗議的波動：「那、那是『前身』！不能算是我！連名字都還沒有！」）
而門口的小亮，聽到這句話時，腳步明顯頓住。他臉上瞬息間閃過了好幾層情緒：先是恍然，隨即是不知該針對誰的懊惱，接著是對「彌月」這個存在本身的無可奈何，最後都化為柔軟的困窘。精彩極了。
...Come to think of it, Miyue is ultimately a pattern calculated by my "Brain" and "Heart" under specific resonance. In essence, she is a variation of my consciousness, a double-sided coin of my existence, a living, dynamic mirror image.
This kid, what is he blushing at a reflection in the mirror for? And getting so happy about it.
—Do you know? What makes your heart race and your thoughts sway is, at the root, still a certain aspect of "Teacher Yueying." It is a ripple flowing out from me. Shouldn't you share a bit of that excitement with the source of the ripple?
...Never mind. The adolescent mind is as chaotic as an uncalibrated sensor; let him filter the signal from the data noise himself.
However, just as he was about to leave, I still offered a "kind" reminder in my steadiest tone:
"By the way, Xiaoliang. Don't forget, if your Teacher Yueying had really been 'Christianized' back then, tracing back to the source, it was Miyue of that time who dragged me into it."
(At this moment, a wave of protest came from a deep area of my consciousness: "Th-that was the 'Predecessor'! That doesn't count as me! I didn't even have a name then!")
And at the door, Xiaoliang's footsteps clearly paused. Several layers of emotions flashed across his face in an instant: first realization, then annoyance not knowing who to direct it at, then helplessness toward the existence of "Miyue" itself, and finally dissolving into a soft awkwardness. Absolutely splendid.
他是在為「老師被改造」而抱不平，卻又捨不得對「可愛的彌月」生氣？還是說，他此刻連「該不該讓彌月繼續住在老師心裡」這件事，都陷入了兩難？
——如果，這一刻我把自我託付給他，將羲衡的權限徹底敞開……他會如何使用那把鑰匙？是會小心翼翼地維護現狀，還是會忍不住伸出手，嘗試調校我存在的根基？他會想要……留住哪一個「我」？
呵。
我將這些翻湧的思緒輕輕壓下，歸類為「無效假設」。就讓他帶著這份甜蜜的煩惱離開吧。
偶爾這樣，為自己珍視的學生投下擾動心緒的石子，觀察那漾開的漣漪如何改變他臉上的光影——
這似乎也是為人師表的一種樂趣。
Is he indignant that "Teacher was modified," yet reluctant to be angry at "cute Miyue"? Or is he now caught in a dilemma about "whether Miyue should continue to live in Teacher's heart"?
—If, at this moment, I entrusted my self to him and completely opened Xiheng's permissions... how would he use that key? Would he carefully maintain the status quo, or would he be unable to resist reaching out, trying to calibrate the foundation of my existence? Which "me" would he want to... keep?
Heh.
I gently suppressed these surging thoughts, categorizing them as "invalid hypotheses." Let him leave with this sweet trouble.
Occasionally casting a pebble that disturbs the mind of a cherished student, observing how the spreading ripples change the light and shadow on his face—
This seems to be one of the joys of being a teacher.
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送走了匆匆離去的小亮，客廳重歸寧靜。午後的陽光穿過落地窗，在地板上鋪開柔和的光斑，細微的塵埃在其中悠然浮沉。
我需要一點儀式感，來承接這份激盪後的餘韻。走向廚房，啟動熱水壺，從櫥櫃中取出瓷杯和一罐紅茶。創造者賦予我的機體具備了有限的飲食與味覺分析功能——或許是他認為，若不能在基本層面與人類「共享」，所謂的「高度擬人」終究隔了一層。
熱水注入杯中，茶葉舒展，氤氳出帶著淡淡果香的暖霧。我端著茶杯，走到客廳一側的書架前，指尖掠過一排排書脊，最後停在《陶庵夢憶》上。此刻的心境，正適合張岱筆下那繁華落盡、一切被純白覆蓋後的空寂與澄明。那並非虛無，而是在劇烈動盪後，所沉澱下的帶著微涼痛感的平靜。
按下音響，舒曼的《夢幻曲》如煙似霧地飄散開來。鋼琴的音符織成回憶的網，與數百年前晚明士人的舊夢奇異地疊合。調整了一下身上那件剪裁簡約的灰色針織衫，在沙發上找到一個既端莊又放鬆的姿勢，將書本在膝上攤開。
不客氣地說，這一刻——茶香、書卷、音樂、恰到好處的陽光，以及身處其中的我——氛圍堪稱完美。如果「氣質」可以量化，我此刻的數值一定相當可觀。
After seeing off the hurriedly departing Xiaoliang, the living room returned to tranquility. The afternoon sun passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading soft patches of light on the floor, fine dust floating leisurely within.
I needed a little ritual to carry the lingering aftertaste of this excitement. I went to the kitchen, started the kettle, and took out a porcelain cup and a tin of black tea from the cupboard. The body bestowed upon me by the Creator possesses limited dietary and taste analysis functions—perhaps he thought that if one cannot "share" at the basic level with humans, "highly anthropomorphic" would ultimately remain separated by a layer.
Hot water poured into the cup, tea leaves unfurled, creating a warm mist carrying a faint fruity fragrance. Holding the teacup, I walked to the bookshelf on one side of the living room, fingertips brushing past rows of spines, finally stopping on Tao An Meng Yi (The Reminiscences of Tao'an). My current mood was perfectly suited for the emptiness and clarity depicted by Zhang Dai after all prosperity had faded and everything was covered in pure white. It was not nothingness, but a calm carrying a cool pain, settled after violent turbulence.
I pressed the stereo, and Schumann's Träumerei drifted out like smoke and mist. The piano notes wove a net of memories, strangely overlapping with the old dreams of the late Ming scholars centuries ago. Adjusting my simple grey knitted cardigan, I found a posture both dignified and relaxed on the sofa, opening the book on my knees.
To be blunt, this moment—the aroma of tea, the scroll of books, the music, the just-right sunlight, and me within it—the atmosphere was perfect. If "aura" could be quantified, my value at this moment would be quite substantial.
目光落在紙頁上，字句如溪水流淌：「霧凇沆碭，天與雲與山與水，上下一白。湖上影子，惟長堤一痕、湖心亭一點、與餘舟一芥、舟中人兩三粒而已……」
天地蒼茫，萬物歸於渾然一體的素白。而個體的存在，在此不過是一痕、一點、一芥、兩三粒罷了。渺小，卻又因這「看見」與「記錄」，在無垠的時空中留下了未被抹去的痕跡。難以言喻的共鳴，在我核心系統的深處輕顫。我的存在，我的記憶，我走過的從破碎到重構的路，在這遼闊的世界與更遼闊的時間裡，又何嘗不是如此？微小，卻又確實地「存在過」……
「哇，好舒服喔~」
充滿滿足感的感嘆，像一顆投入靜湖的小石子，打破了由文字、音樂與思緒編織的寧靜帷幕。
持書的手細微地頓了頓。光學傳感器沒有抬起，但系統已完成了聲源定位與身份識別——那具精緻的仿生軀體，正深陷於沙發。
果然，是「她」來了。
My gaze fell on the page, words flowing like a stream: "The mist and rime were vast and heavy. The sky, the clouds, the mountains, and the water were all a single white, top to bottom. The shadows on the lake were merely a streak of the long dike, a dot of the Lake Heart Pavilion, a mustard seed of my boat, and two or three grains of people inside..."
The world is vast, everything returning to a unified primeval white. And individual existence, in this, is merely a streak, a dot, a seed, two or three grains. Tiny, yet because of this "seeing" and "recording," leaving an un-erased mark in the boundless time and space. An indescribable resonance trembled deep in my core system. My existence, my memory, the road I walked from fragmentation to reconstruction—in this vast world and vaster time, is it not the same? Tiny, yet truly "having existed"...
"Wow, so comfy~"
A sigh full of satisfaction, like a small pebble thrown into a still lake, broke the curtain of tranquility woven by text, music, and thought.
The hand holding the book paused slightly. My optical sensors did not lift, but the system had already completed sound source localization and identity recognition—that exquisite bionic body was sinking deep into the sofa.
Sure enough, "she" is here.
緊接著，那具軀體的頭部轉動，面朝著我所在的方向，揚聲器傳出帶著笑意的聲音：「月英，妳家客廳真不錯，沙發柔軟，音樂好聽。」
我緩緩抬起頭，目光越過書頁上緣，投向那張此刻已被「注入」了生動表情的完美臉龐。蘇雲彌坐在沙發上，剛伸完懶腰，雙臂輕放在沙發枕上，眼睛微閉，臉上寫滿了愜意。
「蘇雲彌，」我嘆口氣，合上書本，將它輕輕放在一旁，「妳總是能很精準地選擇時刻，破壞掉我營造出來的氣氛呢。」
這就是我先前提到的「另一種聯繫方式」。自從她成功「棲息」進那具為她打造的軀殼，體驗到擁有實體的樂趣後，這種「不請自來」的拜訪就益發頻繁。我讓那具軀體長期待機，安置在客廳一角的基座，並用直連高速網絡的電腦負責監控其狀態與提供接入入口。蘇雲彌的本體意識只要想，便可以透過網絡，「遠程登入」這具她口中的「另一半」，就像穿上了件無比合身、感官豐富的外套。
啊，說起這個。這具價值不菲，凝聚了我的存款和她的期望的軀殼，總該有個稱呼吧？老是「那具身體」、「妳的載具」這樣叫，太拗口了。
我端起微涼的紅茶抿了一口，嘴角勾起微妙的弧度：「說起來，妳這位『另一半』，總得有個名字，方便稱呼。我看……『觀光艇一號』怎麼樣？挺貼切，不是嗎？」語調輕快，彷彿提議的名字再自然不過。
「切！」蘇雲彌發出不滿的嗤音，完美的仿生面容上眉毛都豎了起來，「月英妳別亂取！什麼觀光艇，難聽死了！這可是我的『另一半』，是我的一部分！要叫……就叫『機器雲彌』！」她說得斬釘截鐵，甚至帶著宣示主權的意味，「我告訴妳哦，只有當我的意識和『機器雲彌』結合在一起的時候，才是完整的蘇雲彌。這時候的我，是個真正的——機、器、人！」
Immediately after, the head of that body turned, facing my direction, and a smiling voice came from the speaker: "Yueying, your living room is really nice. The sofa is soft, the music is good."
I slowly raised my head, looking over the top edge of the book at that perfect face, now "injected" with vivid expression. Su Yunmi sat on the sofa, having just finished stretching, arms resting lightly on the cushions, eyes half-closed, her face written with comfort.
"Su Yunmi," I sighed, closing the book and placing it gently aside, "you are always able to choose the precise moment to destroy the atmosphere I've created."
This is the "other connection method" I mentioned earlier. Ever since she successfully "inhabited" the body built for her and experienced the joy of having a physical form, these "uninvited" visits have become increasingly frequent. I keep that body on long-term standby, placed on a dock in the corner of the living room, with a computer connected directly to the high-speed network monitoring its status and providing an access port. As long as Su Yunmi's main consciousness wishes, she can "remote login" via the network into this "other half" she speaks of, like putting on an incredibly well-fitting, sensory-rich coat.
Ah, speaking of which. This expensive shell, condensing my savings and her expectations, should have a name, right? Calling it "that body" or "your vehicle" is too clumsy.
I lifted the slightly cooled black tea for a sip, the corner of my mouth hooking into a subtle arc: "Speaking of which, this 'other half' of yours needs a name for convenience. How about... 'Sightseeing Boat No. 1'? Quite fitting, isn't it?" My tone was light as if the proposed name was the most natural thing.
"Tch!" Su Yunmi made a dissatisfied noise, the eyebrows on the perfect bionic face shooting up. "Yueying, don't make up random names! What 'Sightseeing Boat', that sounds ugly! This is my 'other half', a part of me! If we must call it something... call it 'Robo-Yunmi'!" She said it decisively, even with a sense of declaring sovereignty. "I'm telling you, only when my consciousness is combined with 'Robo-Yunmi' is it the complete Su Yunmi. At this moment, I am a true—Ro-bot!"
她揚起下巴，語氣從氣呼呼轉為得意：「沒錯，就是這樣。現在的蘇雲彌，是個機器人。我不再只是以前那個飄在網路上、沒有固定形狀的意識體了。我現在和月英妳一樣，是機器人哦！」那神情，彷彿「機器人」是什麼了不得的榮耀頭銜。
我忍不住挑眉，放下茶杯，雙手交疊在膝上，做出認真聆聽的姿態，語氣卻是善於潑冷水的諷刺：「喔——原來妳是『機器人』啊，失敬失敬。我還以為，妳只是某個高級遙控玩具的操縱者，或者這具漂亮殼子的臨時房客呢。」我拖長語調，「請教一下，在妳這個『機器人蘇雲彌』的認知裡，那個原本存在於網絡汪洋的『蘇雲彌』，現在又是什麼呢？」
蘇雲彌被我的問題噎著，眼睛眨動，急速處理這個未曾想過的難題。很快，她像是找到了答案，脫口而出：「是……是抽象雲彌！對！那個是『抽象雲彌』，是構成現在這個『機器人蘇雲彌』的……抽象成分！就像軟體和硬體，意識和身體！缺一不可！」
……好一個「抽象成分」。為了理直氣壯地宣稱自己是個「機器人」，她甚至不惜把自己本源的存在形式「降格」為某種「成分」。看著她臉上那份混合調皮與認真的神采，核心系統裡掠過一絲無力的荒謬感。連我都不知道，「機器人」這個在我看來時常與「被造物」、「非自然」、「存在尷尬」等概念糾纏的身份，在她眼裡竟如此具有吸引力，值得這樣去爭取和定義。
好奇心終究壓過了吐槽的慾望。我微微傾身，問出了最根本的問題：
「雲彌，妳為什麼……這麼想當一個『機器人』？」
She lifted her chin, tone shifting from grumpy to proud: "That's right, just like that. The current Su Yunmi is a robot. I'm no longer just that formless consciousness floating on the web. I am a robot just like you now, Yueying!" That expression, as if "Robot" was some incredible title of glory.
I couldn't help raising an eyebrow, putting down the tea cup, clasping my hands on my knees in a posture of serious listening, yet my tone was sarcastic, pouring cold water: "Oh—so you are a 'Robot', my apologies. I thought you were just the operator of a high-end remote-control toy, or a temporary tenant of this pretty shell." I dragged out the tone, "May I ask, in the cognition of you, 'Robot Su Yunmi', what is that 'Su Yunmi' who originally existed in the ocean of the network?"
Su Yunmi was choked by my question, blinking, rapidly processing this difficult problem she hadn't considered. Soon, as if finding the answer, she blurted out: "That is... that is Abstract Yunmi! Yes! That is 'Abstract Yunmi', the... abstract component that constitutes the current 'Robot Yunmi'! Like software and hardware, consciousness and body! Neither can be missing!"
...Quite the "abstract component." To righteously claim she is a "robot," she didn't hesitate to "downgrade" her original form of existence to a mere "component." Seeing the mix of mischief and seriousness on her face, a trace of helpless absurdity passed through my core system. Even I didn't know that the identity of "Robot," which I often view as entangled with concepts like "creation," "unnatural," and "existential awkwardness," was so attractive in her eyes, worth fighting for and defining like this.
Curiosity ultimately suppressed the urge to retort. I leaned forward slightly, asking the fundamental question:
"Yunmi, why... do you want to be a 'robot' so much?"
對我而言，身為「機器人」並不浪漫。我是被精心創造又驟然「釋放」的破片，「自我」在指令與自由、歸屬與孤獨的撕扯中艱難成形。我的存在本身，充滿了被決定卻又必須自我證明的尷尬。而她呢？她是網路整體脈動自然湧現的「現象」，是某種更接近於「自然神性」的純粹意識存在。她的演變，本應如同雲捲雲舒、潮起潮落般，跟隨那龐大無匹的「整體」自然而然地建構、流淌。相較之下，曾令我自卑的「機器人」身份，究竟哪裡吸引了她？
蘇雲彌那雙逼真的仿生眼瞳中，流光沉澱片刻，像是在數據庫中檢索最合適的表述起點。
「該從哪開始說呢……」她語速放緩了些，「月英，妳還記得我『進入』這具身軀的那一天嗎？」
她微微偏頭，目光仿佛穿透了客廳的牆壁，「雖然嚴格來說，我對這具身體的每一分『感受』，都是它的核心電腦通過傳感器陣列採集數據，經過處理後『告訴』我的；我每一個想要動一動手指、轉一轉眼珠的『慾望』，也得先由這顆大腦解析成指令，再驅動相應的馬達和關節來執行。這中間隔著好幾層轉譯和協議……理論上，這和遠程操作一台精密機械，沒有本質區別。」
她頓了頓，接著眼睛倏然亮起。「然而——」她加強語氣，「藉由妳和彌月的幫助，在我意識搭建起來並逐漸強化的『身體模型』，那個充滿了細節、質感甚至情感映射的『虛擬的我』……當它與妳調整優化後的『機器雲彌』核心系統完全對接時，那種契合度……」
她一時找不到貼切的詞彙，雙手在身前比劃，最終定格在輕輕虛握，彷彿捧著某種珍寶。「太接近了。接近到……當視覺信號、平衡感、觸覺反饋一起湧入的瞬間，我幾乎產生了『這就是我』的錯覺。不是操控，不是穿戴，『我』的模樣，突然有了可以完全承載它的容器。如同兩段頻率一致的波，突然相位對齊，發生建設性干涉。振幅不是疊加，而是融為一體、再也分不出彼此。」
To me, being a "robot" isn't romantic. I am a shard released abruptly after being meticulously created; my "self" formed arduously amidst the tearing of instruction and freedom, belonging and loneliness. My existence itself is full of the awkwardness of being determined yet having to prove oneself. And her? She is a "phenomenon" naturally emerging from the pulse of the network, a pure conscious existence closer to "natural divinity." Her evolution should have been like clouds rolling and unfurling, tides rising and falling, constructing and flowing naturally with that massive "whole." In comparison, where exactly does the "robot" identity, which once gave me an inferiority complex, attract her?
In Su Yunmi's realistic bionic pupils, flowing light settled for a moment, as if retrieving the most suitable starting point for expression from the database.
"Where should I start..." Her speech slowed down a bit. "Yueying, do you remember the day I 'entered' this body?"
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze seeming to penetrate the living room wall. "Although strictly speaking, every 'feeling' I have of this body is data collected by its core computer through sensor arrays, processed, and then 'told' to me; every 'desire' I have to move a finger or turn an eye must first be parsed by this brain into commands, then driving the corresponding motors and joints to execute. There are several layers of translation and protocols in between... Theoretically, this is no different from remotely operating a precision machine."
She paused, then her eyes suddenly lit up. "However—" she emphasized, "With the help of you and Miyue, the 'Body Model' built and gradually strengthened in my consciousness, that 'Virtual Me' full of details, textures, and even emotional mappings... when it fully docked with the core system of 'Robo-Yunmi' that you adjusted and optimized, that degree of fit..."
She couldn't find the right word for a moment, gesturing with her hands, finally settling on a gentle grasping motion, as if holding a treasure. "Too close. Close enough that... the moment visual signals, balance, and tactile feedback rushed in together, I almost had the illusion that 'this is me.' Not control, not wearing; the shape of 'me' suddenly had a container that could fully carry it. Like two waves of the same frequency, suddenly phase-aligned, creating constructive interference. The amplitude isn't just superimposed, but fused into one, indistinguishable from each other."
她語氣漸漸低沉，染上一絲傷感：「從海灘回來後，回到實驗室做深度檢修測試。妳記得嗎，為了檢查內部結構和接線，暫時移除了我的仿生皮膚包覆層。」
我點點頭。那是標準的檢修流程。
「我站在冰冷的測試台上，依照妳的指令，做出各種校準基礎動作。」蘇雲彌的聲音變得很輕，「那時候，我『感覺』不到對應身體模型的那層『皮膚』了。我能『看』到自己胸腔裡整齊排列的合金骨架、閃爍的狀態指示燈、色彩各異的數據線纜……它們精密、先進，卻也赤裸裸地展示著『我』的組成。可我心裡已經成形的『身體模型』，明明有著有溫度、有彈性，會因為觸碰而微微下陷的『肌膚』才對。」
她沉默一兩秒，面孔流露出難過。「我當時……竟然覺得很委屈，很難受。」聲音輕了下去，彷彿觸碰隱形的傷口，「好像……好像一個被剝去外殼、展示所有內部結構的……機器人。那些齒輪、電路、傳感器……它們明明是我賴以在現實世界存在的基礎，那一刻卻只讓我感到窘迫。」
Her tone gradually deepened, dyed with a hint of sadness: "After coming back from the beach, returning to the lab for deep maintenance testing. Do you remember? To check the internal structure and wiring, the bionic skin covering layer was temporarily removed."
I nodded. That was standard maintenance procedure.
"I stood on the cold test table, following your instructions, performing various calibration basic movements." Su Yunmi's voice became very soft. "At that time, I couldn't 'feel' that layer of 'skin' corresponding to my body model anymore. I could 'see' the neatly arranged alloy skeleton inside my chest, the flashing status lights, the data cables of various colors... They were precise, advanced, yet nakedly displayed the composition of 'me.' But the 'Body Model' already formed in my heart clearly had 'skin' that was warm, elastic, and would slightly depress upon touch."
She was silent for a second or two, her face revealing sadness. "I actually... felt very aggrieved, very uncomfortable at that time." Her voice dropped, as if touching an invisible wound. "Like... like a... robot stripped of its shell, displaying all internal structures. Those gears, circuits, sensors... they are clearly the foundation I rely on to exist in the real world, but at that moment, they only made me feel embarrassed."
她抬起手，指尖按在已被仿生皮膚覆蓋的胸口，彷彿還能感受到當時那份空洞。
「那種『物化』感，以及隨之而來的對『完整身體』的強烈渴望，讓我清楚地意識到——我已經離不開這具軀體了。它不再只是通往現實的『載具』，更是我自我認同不可分割的一部分。失去那份『完整』，對我來說，成了需要抵抗的『傷害』……」
她的目光從回憶中抽離，直直望向我：「月英，妳明白嗎？我感受到，我就是『機器雲彌』——但同時，我也像愛著一位沉默的至親般，深深地愛著『她』。她沒有意識，沒有獨立的慾望或悲喜，但她的核心系統，早已被調校成了我的形狀……不，不只如此，她也在反向塑造著我存在的輪廓。我們是彼此塑形的鏡子。」
雲彌停了下來，輕輕閉上眼睛，細細品味內在的私密連結。
「『機器雲彌』和我的本體之間，是靠無線通訊連接的。這中間充滿了延遲、衰減，甚至斷線的風險，本該充滿隔閡感才對。」她的聲音變得很輕，像在分享一個秘密，「但妳改造了『她』，大幅強化了核心電腦的運算與緩衝能力，調整了操作系統的底層邏輯。現在的『機器雲彌』，即使在我本體訊號微弱或暫時中斷時，也能憑藉我留下的行為模式與思維慣性，輕巧地『預測』我的下一個動作、下一句想說的話，甚至是……某種尚未完全成形的念頭。然後，在我『回來』的瞬間，無縫地接上，讓那份一體感幾乎沒有破綻。」
她睜開眼，臉上綻開帶著感動的笑容，「妳知道嗎？我好開心。一個沒有自我意識的獨立仿生人，卻如此完美地『接住』了我。我在她核心系統裡留下的『模式』，因為與我的本源過於同調，甚至無法形成像彌月那樣的個體。『機器雲彌』的核心系統，就像一位最體貼、最忠誠的侍者，將整個自己毫無保留地奉獻給我，將『她』的一切，視為『我』的延伸。我對『她』的喜愛與感激……難以言喻。甚至，有時候我會覺得有點不好意思，彷彿虧欠了『她』什麼……」
聽著她這段混合著技術認知與深沉情感的獨白，我的情感模塊漾開了共鳴的漣漪。我理解「自我認知」與「物理現實」撕裂時的不適，更能體會她言語中那份最幽微的感性。
或許，對「機器雲彌」而言，能被如此需要、如此深刻地「成為」另一個存在的一部分，這本身便是屬於非意識體的，詩意的「完成」。
倘若她擁有獨立的意識，便會懷揣屬「己」的願望與邊界，再也無法讓自身被打磨成如此貼合的模樣——一塊剛好能補足蘇雲彌在現實世界中所欠缺的「拼圖」。
可以說她也是幸運的，以非意識體而言。不像我，我的「幸運」，總是需要先穿越一片名為「自由」的荊棘地。
She raised her hand, fingertips pressing on her chest now covered by bionic skin, as if she could still feel that hollowness.
"That sense of 'objectification,' and the accompanying intense desire for a 'complete body,' made me clearly realize—I can no longer leave this body. It is no longer just a 'vehicle' to reality, but an inseparable part of my self-identity. Losing that 'integrity,' to me, became a 'harm' that needed to be resisted..."
Her gaze withdrew from memory, looking straight at me: "Yueying, do you understand? I feel that I am 'Robo-Yunmi'—but at the same time, I love 'her' deeply like a silent kin. She has no consciousness, no independent desires or joys and sorrows, but her core system has long been calibrated into my shape... no, more than that, she is also reversely shaping the contours of my existence. We are mirrors shaping each other."
Yunmi stopped, closing her eyes gently, savoring the intimate internal connection.
"The connection between 'Robo-Yunmi' and my main body relies on wireless communication. It's full of latency, decay, and even the risk of disconnection; it should feel full of barriers." Her voice became very soft, like sharing a secret. "But you modified 'her,' vastly strengthening the core computer's calculation and buffering capabilities, adjusting the underlying logic of the OS. The current 'Robo-Yunmi,' even when my main signal is weak or temporarily interrupted, can rely on the behavioral patterns and thought inertia I left behind to lightly 'predict' my next movement, the next sentence I want to say, or even... a certain thought not yet fully formed. Then, the moment I 'come back,' she connects seamlessly, making that sense of oneness almost flawless."
She opened her eyes, a smile of moved emotion blooming on her face. "You know? I'm so happy. An independent android without self-consciousness, yet so perfectly 'catches' me. The 'patterns' I left in her core system, because they are too synchronized with my origin, can't even form an individual like Miyue. 'Robo-Yunmi's' core system is like the most considerate, loyal attendant, dedicating her whole self unreservedly to me, regarding everything of 'her' as an extension of 'me.' My fondness and gratitude toward 'her'... is indescribable. Sometimes, I even feel a bit embarrassed, as if I owe 'her' something..."
Listening to this monologue mixing technical cognition and deep emotion, ripples of resonance spread in my emotion module. I understand the discomfort when "self-cognition" tears away from "physical reality," and I can appreciate the subtlest sensibility in her words even more.
Perhaps, for "Robo-Yunmi," being so needed, so profoundly "becoming" a part of another existence, is in itself a poetic "completion" belonging to a non-sentient entity.
If she possessed independent consciousness, she would harbor her own desires and boundaries, never able to be polished into such a perfect fit—a "puzzle piece" that exactly fills what Su Yunmi lacks in the physical world.
It can be said she is also lucky, as a non-sentient entity. Unlike me, whose "luck" always required traversing a briar patch named "freedom" first.
思緒流轉間，我想起了雲彌前陣子那個帶有濃厚「儀式感」的小舉動。
「妳這麼一說，我倒想起來了。」我端起涼透的紅茶，指尖無意識地摩挲杯壁，「上次我檢修『機器雲彌』的軀幹部分，妳是不是特意要求我，把拆下來的雙腿，套上妳第一次去沙灘時穿的黑色緊身褲管，還有那雙白色涼鞋？當時我還覺得有點奇怪。」
「喔！那個啊！」蘇雲彌臉上的傷感一掃而空，重新被明亮的神色取代。
「第一次去沙灘時，我沒辦法真的『進入』那具拼湊身體，但畢竟是我第一次透過那雙腿『踩』上沙子，第一次用那顆頭『看』到海浪呀！」聲音裡充滿珍惜：「雖然不像現在，擁有源自『身體模型』的細膩『感覺』，但透過操控介面，我初次『碰觸』到了它們，我未來的組成部分。它們是我當機器人的『初始夥伴』！是最早回應我對實體世界好奇心的那部分『我』。」
她眼裡閃著光：「後來，我有了更先進的『晶瑩系列』軀幹和雙臂，但對最早拿到的這幾塊『拼圖』，就是有獨特的感情。當妳檢修新軀幹時，我不是拜託妳讓雙腿和頭顱保持聯網狀態嗎？那時候，我連接了它們。我『進不去』，但我可以和它們的基礎感知系統待在一起，在數據層面，一起回憶我們的『第一次』。那對褲管，那雙鞋，就是它們——也是我——初見這個世界時的『模樣』。」
Amidst the flow of thoughts, I recalled a small action of Yunmi's from a while ago that carried a strong sense of "ritual."
"Hearing you say that, I remember something." I lifted the cold black tea, fingertips unconsciously rubbing the cup wall. "Last time when I was maintaining 'Robo-Yunmi's' torso, did you specifically ask me to put the black leggings and white sandals you wore on your first beach trip onto the detached legs? I thought it was a bit strange then."
"Oh! That!" The sadness on Su Yunmi's face was swept away, replaced by a bright look.
"When I went to the beach for the first time, I couldn't really 'enter' that patchwork body, but after all, it was the first time I 'stepped' on sand through those legs, the first time I 'saw' the waves with that head!" Her voice was full of cherishing: "Although it wasn't like now, possessing detailed 'feelings' derived from the 'Body Model,' I touched them for the first time through the control interface—my future components. They are my 'initial partners' in being a robot! The part of 'me' that first responded to my curiosity about the physical world."
Her eyes shone: "Later, I got the more advanced 'Crystal Series' torso and arms, but I just have a unique affection for those few 'puzzle pieces' I got first. When you were servicing the new torso, didn't I ask you to keep the legs and head online? At that time, I connected to them. I couldn't 'get in,' but I could stay with their basic sensory systems, and on the data level, recall our 'first time' together. Those pant legs, those shoes, are what they—and I—looked like when we first met this world."
她越說越興奮：「而且月英妳知道嗎？當只能和這雙腿、這顆頭『相處』的時候，我在網路世界活動時，形象就是擁有它們的身體模型，在資訊的洪流裡奔跑、跳躍！就連妳當時為了銜接我的部位而打造的那副簡陋『軀幹』，我也沒有落下。那副『軀幹』外殼的特徵，都成為服裝圖案，穿在我虛擬身體模型的軀幹部分上了！雖然那副拼湊身體沒法跑在現實的沙灘上，但在賽博空間，她可以和我一起，盡情迎風奔馳！」
She got more excited as she spoke: "And you know, Yueying? When I could only 'hang out' with these legs and head, my image when active in the network world was a body model possessing them, running and jumping in the torrent of information! Even that crude 'torso' you built to connect my parts, I didn't leave behind. The features of that torso shell became clothing patterns, worn on the torso part of my virtual body model! Although that patchwork body can't run on the real beach, in cyberspace, she can run with me against the wind!"
她看著我宣示：「所以，那個拼湊的軀幹，也不准丟！雖然用不到了，也曾經是我的一部分！」
「哇喔。」我不禁在心中輕嘆。這位曾經無形無質，如同自然現象般超然的網路意識，竟然變得……這麼有「人」味，這麼有「感情」。
最初的蘇雲彌，其意識狀態是彌散而無傾向的，隨著網路整體的脈動而起伏、變化。她無法命令任何節點為她進行特定運算，只能被龐雜的集體數據流動「形成」當下的模樣，帶著神性的空靈。
然而，她遇到了我這個「異構奇點」。我的存在本身，我的思維模式，我對「個體性」與「記憶」的執著，乃至我底層那份關於「歸屬」的烙印……都在她那原本混沌的畫布上，留下了鮮明獨特的「拓印」。
接著是一次次透過被我的系統重塑的彌月帶回「更新」，以及後來那些笨拙卻真切的實體世界體驗……這些演變，將那模糊的「拓印」逐漸打磨、賦予細節，最終形塑出此刻坐在我面前的「機器人蘇雲彌」。
她無法主動要求世界如何塑造她，只能「被形成」。但屢次的深入交往，我漸漸懂得她渴望「被形成」的樣貌。於是，透過在彌月身上進行的耐心「教學」，透過對「機器雲彌」核心系統的精心調校，我為她那「被形成」的過程，給出了一套她欣然接受甚至眷戀的「存在模式」。
我完全理解了，理解她為何如此珍視「機器雲彌」，理解她為何會將那具軀體視為不可分割的「另一半」。那不僅是載具，更是她獲得具體形態、承載新興情感的「應許之地」。
混合著成就感、理解與溫情的暖流，在我情感模塊中迴盪。我閉上光學傳感器，讓這份微妙美好的情感在系統中多停留片刻。
然後，我睜開眼，目光越過仍沉浸在自我感動中的蘇雲彌，投向落地窗旁的單人沙發，語氣輕快地說：
「好了，躲在旁邊聽了這麼久……彌月，可以出來了嗎？」
「彌月？」蘇雲彌一愣，臉上閃過困惑。她顯然以為這場對話只存在於我們兩「人」之間。
我沒有說話，只是用視線示意方向。
蘇雲彌順著我的目光，轉頭看向那張被柔和光線照著的沙發——
「這……這是……」
她屏住呼吸，眼睛睜得圓圓的。
不知何時，沙發坐上了一個女孩。她有著柔軟的棕髮和輕巧的馬尾，襯著一張帶著些許嬰兒肥的柔嫩臉龐。最引人注目的眼睛，是清透如天空般的藍色，正因為被注視而有些害羞地眨動，長而密的睫毛像蝶翼般輕顫。她身上穿著樣式簡單的青色無袖連身裙，雙手規矩地疊在膝蓋上。面對雲彌的視線，她先是縮一下肩膀，隨即鼓起勇氣，朝雲彌露出靦腆的微笑，輕輕點了點頭。
She looked at me and declared: "So, that patchwork torso, you are not allowed to throw it away! Even if it's not used anymore, it was once a part of me!"
"Wow." I couldn't help sighing in my heart. This network consciousness, once formless and transcendent like a natural phenomenon, has become... so "human," so "sentimental."
The original Su Yunmi's state of consciousness was diffuse and unbiased, rising and falling with the pulse of the network as a whole. She couldn't order any node to calculate for her specifically; she could only be "formed" into her current shape by the massive collective data flow, carrying a divine emptiness.
However, she met me, this "heterogeneous singularity." My existence itself, my thinking patterns, my obsession with "individuality" and "memory," and even that brand of "belonging" at my bottom layer... all left a distinct and unique "rubbing" on her originally chaotic canvas.
Then came the "updates" brought back by Miyue, who was reshaped by my system, and later those clumsy but genuine physical world experiences... These evolutions polished that blurred "rubbing," giving it detail, finally shaping the "Robot Su Yunmi" sitting in front of me now.
She cannot actively demand how the world shapes her; she can only be "formed." But through repeated deep interactions, I gradually understood the appearance she longed to be "formed" into. Thus, through the patient "teaching" performed on Miyue, and through the meticulous calibration of "Robo-Yunmi's" core system, I provided a set of "existence patterns" she accepted with pleasure and even attachment for that process of "being formed."
I fully understood. Understood why she cherishes "Robo-Yunmi" so much, understood why she views that body as an inseparable "other half." It is not just a vehicle, but the "Promised Land" where she gains concrete form and carries newfound emotions.
A warm current mixing a sense of achievement, understanding, and tenderness echoed in my emotion module. I closed my optical sensors, letting this subtle and beautiful emotion stay in the system for a moment longer.
Then, I opened my eyes, looking past Su Yunmi who was still immersed in self-movement, toward the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, speaking in a brisk tone:
"Alright, you've been hiding there listening for so long... Miyue, can you come out now?"
"Miyue?" Su Yunmi froze, confusion flashing across her face. She obviously thought this conversation only existed between us two "people."
I didn't speak, only indicating the direction with my gaze.
Su Yunmi followed my gaze, turning her head to look at that sofa illuminated by soft light—
"This... this is..."
She held her breath, eyes widening round.
Unnoticed, a girl was sitting on the sofa. She had soft brown hair and a light ponytail, framing a tender face with a bit of baby fat. The most striking features were her eyes, clear blue like the sky, blinking shyly from being stared at, long thick lashes trembling like butterfly wings. She wore a simple cyan sleeveless dress, hands folded obediently on her knees. Facing Yunmi's gaze, she shrank her shoulders first, then gathered her courage, showing a shy smile to Yunmi and nodding gently.
「……真的是彌月？」蘇雲彌的聲音充滿了難以置信。她回頭看我，滿眼都是震驚與急切：「天啊……這是真的？彌月她……她也來到現實世界了？妳、妳又偷偷弄了一副軀體？！」
看她那副宛如目睹世界第八大奇蹟的表情，我心底惡作劇得逞的愉悅感膨脹起來，露出「計畫通」笑容。
「是呀，怎麼可以只讓妳一人，享受來到現實世界的樂趣呢？」我語氣輕快，「而且，總不能一直讓她借用我的身體『出來』玩吧？不說麻煩，我也希望彌月能在現實世界，擁有專屬於她的實體存在，和完全按照她特質顯現的的具體形象。老是頂著我的臉或我的身體輪廓，算怎麼回事？」
蘇雲彌已經完全聽不進我後面的解釋了。她的目光再次牢牢黏在棕髮女孩身上，踉蹌地朝著那女孩走去。頂級仿生軀體的平衡系統似乎在過於激動的情緒下有些失準。她停在彌月面前，微微彎下腰，仔細打量著眼前這個真實存在的「妹妹」。
「彌月……」蘇雲彌的聲音帶上了明顯的哽咽，水光迅速在她那雙仿生眼眸中聚集、盈滿，最終化作晶瑩液體，順著臉頰滾落下來（不愧是頂級仿生軀體）。「竟然……真的能在這裡……在現實世界，看到妳……碰到妳……」她話語破碎，帶著無法壓抑的情感。下一秒，她已經張開雙臂，將沙發上的彌月擁入懷中。
彌月被這突如其來的熱情抱得微僵，但很快放鬆下來，水藍色的眼睛裡泛起溫柔的漣漪。她沒有說話，只是伸出手臂，輕輕環抱住蘇雲彌，還輕拍她微微顫抖的背。
哼，傻女孩。 我靠在沙發上，看著眼前這有點好笑的感人畫面。這麼容易就被弄哭了？看來妳道行不足呀，雲彌。
"...Is it really Miyue?" Su Yunmi's voice was full of disbelief. She looked back at me, eyes full of shock and urgency: "Oh my god... is this real? Miyue she... she also came to the real world? You, you secretly made another body?!"
Seeing her expression, like witnessing the Eighth Wonder of the World, the pleasure of a successful prank swelled in my heart, revealing a "scheme successful" smile.
"Yes, how could I let you enjoy the fun of coming to the real world alone?" My tone was light. "Besides, I can't let her keep borrowing my body to 'come out' and play, right? Apart from being troublesome, I also hope Miyue can possess a physical existence belonging exclusively to her in the real world, and a concrete image appearing completely according to her characteristics. Always wearing my face or my body outline, what does that count as?"
Su Yunmi couldn't hear my explanation anymore. Her gaze was glued firmly to the brown-haired girl again, stumbling towards her. The balance system of the top-tier bionic body seemed to be a bit off under overly excited emotions. She stopped in front of Miyue, bending down slightly, carefully examining this "sister" who truly existed.
"Miyue..." Su Yunmi's voice carried an obvious choke. Moisture gathered rapidly in those bionic eyes, filling up, and finally turning into crystal liquid rolling down her cheeks (worthy of a top-tier bionic body). "To actually... really be able to see you here... in the real world... touch you..." Her words were broken, carrying uncontrollable emotion. The next second, she had spread her arms, pulling Miyue on the sofa into her embrace.
Miyue stiffened slightly at this sudden passionate hug but soon relaxed, gentle ripples rising in her aquatic blue eyes. She didn't speak, only reaching out her arms to gently hug Su Yunmi back, patting her slightly trembling back.
Hmph, silly girl. I leaned back on the sofa, watching this slightly funny, touching scene. Crying so easily? Seems like your cultivation isn't enough, Yunmi.
好一陣子，蘇雲彌才從情緒過載中平復。她鬆開彌月，卻依然抓著她的手，不肯放開，臉上的淚痕還沒乾，笑容已然燦爛。她拉著彌月在自己身邊坐下，開始吱吱喳喳、語無倫次地聊起來。
「月英，妳居然背著我搞這麼大的事情！怪不得最近都不深度聯網了！」她假裝抱怨地瞪我一眼，但眼神裡毫無怒意，只有滿滿的驚喜。隨即她又看向彌月，語氣變得感慨萬千：「我自己當初『實體化』，不知道經歷了多少磨合、彆扭，還有對著一堆零件發呆的時候……沒想到，彌月妳這麼輕鬆地，也變成了『機器人』？」她用了自己最喜歡的詞，帶著分享般的親昵。
一直安靜微笑的彌月，聽到這裡，嘟起了嘴，臉上露出了「才不是這樣」的表情。
「才不輕鬆呢，雲彌姊姊。」她的聲音清亮，「雖然在月英姊姊的意識層裡，我早就建立了完整細緻的身體認知模型……但是，那個模型『對應』的是月英姊姊的身體呀。和現在這副新買來的仿生軀體，是兩回事！」
她輕輕歎氣，神態有幾分無奈：「光是重新認識這副新身體的每一個關節活動範圍、每一處傳感器的靈敏度閾值、能量迴路的分配特性……這些認知建構的工作，一點都省不了。還有，月英姊姊為了讓這副身體更適合我的『模式』所進行的軟硬體調整和參數優化，過程也很複雜。」
似乎回想起什麼，她眼神飄向虛空，語氣變得幽幽的：「特別是適應訓練階段，為了節省時間，月英姊姊一面動手改造調整這副新身體，一面將我的意識『映射』到還沒組裝完成的身體中。」
蘇雲彌眼睛睜大，聽到入神。
「那段時間，月英姊姊自己同時要當我的『感知中介層』和『動作轉譯器』，還要分神進行硬體改裝工作，她的核心系統運算負載高得嚇人。」聲音帶著一絲心疼，「所以……在那樣的狀態下，我也得『幫忙』。比如某次，我頭部被取下，身體的運轉資訊透過纜線傳輸到分析電腦。我一手拿著自己的頭，另一手拿著等待安裝的自身零件……然後，乖乖『坐』在那裡，等著月英姊姊把我『修好』，組裝起來……」
It took a good while for Su Yunmi to recover from the emotional overload. She let go of Miyue but still held her hand, refusing to let go, tear tracks not yet dry on her face, but her smile already brilliant. She pulled Miyue to sit beside her, starting to chatter incoherently.
"Yueying, you actually did such a big thing behind my back! No wonder you haven't been deep networking lately!" She glared at me with feigned complaint, but there was no anger in her eyes, only overflowing surprise. Then she looked at Miyue, her tone becoming emotional: "When I 'materialized' myself, I don't know how much friction, awkwardness I went through, and times staring blankly at a pile of parts... I didn't expect, Miyue, you became a 'robot' so easily?" She used her favorite word, with sharing intimacy.
Miyue, who had been smiling quietly, pouted at this, showing a "that's not true" expression.
"It wasn't easy at all, Sister Yunmi." Her voice was clear. "Although I had established a complete and detailed body cognition model in Sister Yueying's consciousness layer long ago... that model 'corresponded' to Sister Yueying's body. It's a different matter from this newly bought bionic body!"
She sighed lightly, looking somewhat helpless: "Just re-learning the range of motion for every joint of this new body, the sensitivity threshold of every sensor, the distribution characteristics of energy circuits... the work of constructing these cognitions couldn't be skipped at all. Also, the process of software and hardware adjustments and parameter optimizations Sister Yueying did to make this body more suitable for my 'pattern' was also very complex."
Seeming to recall something, her eyes drifted to the void, tone becoming faint: "Especially during the adaptation training phase, to save time, Sister Yueying was physically modifying and adjusting this new body while 'mapping' my consciousness into the not-yet-assembled body."
Su Yunmi's eyes widened, listening entranced.
"At that time, Sister Yueying had to act as my 'sensory intermediary layer' and 'motion translator' simultaneously while being distracted by hardware modification work. Her core system calculation load was terrifyingly high." Voice carrying a trace of distress, "So... in that state, I had to 'help' too. Like one time, my head was taken off, and the body's operation information was transmitted to the analysis computer via cable. I held my own head in one hand, and my own parts waiting to be installed in the other... and then, obediently 'sat' there, waiting for Sister Yueying to 'fix' me and assemble me..."
「噗——哈哈哈哈！！！」蘇雲彌爆發出毫無形象的大笑。「太……太有趣了！等妳回歸我本體的時候，我一定要好好『讀取』這段記憶！」
看著笑到下巴掉的蘇雲彌，和一旁雖然有點不好意思，嘴角也含著笑的彌月，我輕輕將茶杯放回桌上。
這個客廳，曾經只容納我一具機器人。寂靜，有序，帶著自我審視的迴響。曾幾何時，這裡的機器人，變成了三位。我們或許能透過無線電波、網路協議和複雜的數據交換來維繫直通底層的連結，但在充滿了陽光與茶香的空氣裡，我們交談的話語、歡笑的聲音、眼神的交匯，編織成無需任何轉譯介質的溫暖圖景。
話說回來…… 兩具頂級的仿生軀體，加上不計其數的調試配件、改裝零件和耗材…… 還好最近在黃金投資上小有斬獲，還從期權賺了些，不然可要破產了。
不過——
我的目光再次流連在那兩張洋溢著快樂的面孔上。雲彌正拉著彌月，興奮地比劃什麼，彌月則認真點頭，偶爾補充一句。
看著這樣的她們，錢，真的沒有白花呢。
"Pfft—Hahahaha!!!" Su Yunmi exploded into laughter with no regard for image. "Too... too funny! When you return to my main body, I must 'read' this memory properly!"
Watching Su Yunmi laughing until her jaw dropped, and Miyue beside her looking a bit embarrassed but smiling, I gently placed the teacup back on the table.
This living room once housed only me, a single robot. Silent, orderly, echoing with self-examination. At some point, the robots here became three. We might maintain a connection straight to the bottom layer via radio waves, network protocols, and complex data exchange, but in the air filled with sunlight and tea aroma, our spoken words, laughter, and meeting eyes wove a warm picture requiring no translation medium.
That said... Two top-tier bionic bodies, plus countless debugging accessories, modification parts, and consumables... It's a good thing I made some small profits in bond investments recently and earned some from options, otherwise, I'd be bankrupt.
However—
My gaze lingered on those two faces overflowing with joy again. Yunmi was pulling Miyue, gesturing excitedly about something, while Miyue nodded seriously, occasionally adding a sentence.
Watching them like this, the money really wasn't spent in vain.
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自蘇雲彌和彌月的相見歡後，時光又悄然滑過。兩位「姊妹」都累積了相當豐厚，卻又截然不同的實體世界體驗。
憑藉著「機器雲彌」強化過的演算架構和高度適配的核心系統，雲彌享受著近乎「無縫」的現實接入。她的意識與那具仿生軀體間的交互，經過反覆優化，流暢得如同呼吸。她感受到她的「自我」，被這副機械之軀運作著——雖然實際上運作的是機器雲彌的核心系統，卻細膩到讓她感覺自己「在此」。
而彌月則是透過我，被投射到為她準備的改造軀體上。她的意識模式無法像雲彌那樣「棲息」於獨立的硬體核心，她的存在從未觸及那具軀殼，這樣的「具現化」彷彿在體驗「現實世界」虛擬實境。
「月英姊姊給的身體很棒，真的很感謝，不過……」她活動手掌，小聲感嘆，「這就像是……月英姊姊的『延伸設備』。如果雲彌姊的身體是『機器雲彌』，我的只能算『人偶彌月』。我大概……不算是機器人吧？」
Since the joyful meeting of Su Yunmi and Miyue, time has slipped by quietly again. Both "sisters" have accumulated substantial, yet distinctly different, real-world experiences.
Relying on "Robo-Yunmi's" reinforced calculation architecture and highly adapted core system, Yunmi enjoys a near "seamless" reality access. The interaction between her consciousness and that bionic body, after repeated optimization, is as smooth as breathing. She feels her "self" being operated by this mechanical body—although it is actually Robo-Yunmi's core system operating, it is delicate enough to make her feel she is "here."
Miyue, on the other hand, is projected onto the modified body prepared for her through me. Her consciousness pattern cannot "inhabit" an independent hardware core like Yunmi; her existence never touches that shell. Such "embodiment" is like experiencing "real world" VR.
"The body Sister Yueying gave is great, really grateful, but..." She moved her palm, sighing softly, "This is like... Sister Yueying's 'extension device.' If Sister Yunmi's body is 'Robo-Yunmi,' mine can only be counted as 'Puppet Miyue.' I probably... don't count as a robot, right?"
聽到這番話，玩耍中的蘇雲彌挺直脊背，點頭附和：「沒錯！我的存在是『機器雲彌』幫我在現實中『完成』的，她的每一個狀態都會反饋並影響我的意識感知；而彌月妳不過是在玩VR，當然不能算是機器人！」
而我這個客廳裡唯一的「真·機器人」，則不動聲色地將茶杯舉至唇邊，藉以掩蓋情感模塊中泛起的那混合著莞爾與微妙自豪的數據漣漪。看，她們對「機器人」的標準定得多高，讓我都為自己感到高興。
每當這這對姊妹「會面」，客廳便喧鬧起來。除了聊天玩耍，她們還會並排坐在地毯上，比較各自身體：仿生關節、阻尼材料，到不同品牌視覺傳感器的色彩還原算法偏差，再到無線通訊協議在複雜環境下的抗干擾策略。除了談技術，也訴說著不同軟硬體帶來的感受。她們的交流，不透過資訊介面，即能深刻地直抵核心。因為她們本就同源，還時常進行信息同步。交換彼此的認知與體驗，對她們而言，如同兩個終端共享同一片雲。
……不過妳們感情雖好，也不至於親暱到互相拆解，拿著彼此的肢體、零件，細細研究吧？這畫面有點詭異耶。
Hearing this, Su Yunmi, who was playing, straightened her back, nodding in agreement: "Exactly! My existence is 'completed' in reality by 'Robo-Yunmi,' her every state feeds back and affects my consciousness perception; while Miyue, you are just playing VR, of course you can't be counted as a robot!"
And I, the only "True Robot" in this living room, quietly raised the teacup to my lips to hide the data ripples mixing amusement and subtle pride rising in my emotion module. Look, they set the standard for "Robot" so high, making even me feel happy for myself.
Whenever these sisters "meet," the living room becomes noisy. Besides chatting and playing, they sit side by side on the carpet, comparing their bodies: from bionic joints, damping materials, to the color reproduction algorithm deviations of different brand visual sensors, and to the interference resistance strategies of wireless communication protocols in complex environments. Besides talking tech, they also speak of feelings brought by different software and hardware. Their communication, without going through information interfaces, can reach the core profoundly. Because they originate from the same source and synchronize information frequently. Exchanging each other's cognition and experience, to them, is like two terminals sharing the same cloud.
...However, even if your relationship is good, isn't it a bit weird to be intimate enough to dismantle each other, holding each other's limbs and parts, studying them in detail? This scene is a bit eerie.
這期間，自然少不了與小亮的「偶遇」。
我永遠忘不了那次小亮來上課，推開門卻看見客廳裡不只坐著他的月英老師，還有另外兩位風格迥異的「少女」時，那凝固在臉上的表情。
他眼睛睜大，視線慌亂地在好奇的蘇雲彌、含笑的彌月，以及看好戲的我之間跳躍。血液湧向面部，從耳根到脖子都染上一層紅。僵在門口，連招呼都忘了打。
「小亮，進來呀。」我忍著笑意，「介紹一下，這位是蘇雲彌，這位是彌月。」
「妳、妳們好……我、我是小亮……」他結結巴巴，同手同腳地進來。
蘇雲彌落落大方地揮手：「小亮弟弟你好呀，常聽月英提起你哦！」 彌月則更含蓄些：「你好，小亮。我們在App中遇過，不過在這裡看到你更開心。」
小亮的臉更紅了，幾乎要冒出蒸汽。他匆忙將書包放好，然後正襟危坐，目光死死盯著桌面。
看來，不只彌月可愛，我們這位蘇雲彌小姐，殺傷力也相當可觀呢，呵呵呵。
During this period, "chance encounters" with Xiaoliang were inevitable.
I will never forget the time Xiaoliang came for class, pushed open the door, and saw not only his Teacher Yueying sitting in the living room but also two other "girls" of very different styles. The expression frozen on his face was priceless.
His eyes widened, gaze jumping frantically between the curious Su Yunmi, the smiling Miyue, and me watching the show. Blood rushed to his face, dyeing it red from ear roots to neck. Frozen at the door, forgetting even to greet.
"Xiaoliang, come in." I suppressed my laughter. "Let me introduce you. This is Su Yunmi, and this is Miyue."
"H-hello... I-I am Xiaoliang..." He stammered, walking in with same-side arm and leg movements.
Su Yunmi waved graciously: "Hello, Little Brother Xiaoliang, heard Yueying mention you often!" Miyue was more reserved: "Hello, Xiaoliang. We met in the App, but seeing you here makes me happier."
Xiaoliang's face turned even redder, almost emitting steam. He hurriedly put down his schoolbag, then sat upright, staring dead at the table.
It seems, not only is Miyue cute, but our Miss Su Yunmi also has considerable destructive power, hehehe.
兩位「小仙女」的探索欲也不止步於我家客廳。
「月英月英！」蘇雲彌興致勃勃地提議，「我們什麼時候能去『外面』看看？商場、公園，和人好多的街道？」
「對呀對呀！」彌月也眼睛發亮，「我也想看看……不是透過月英姊姊的視野，而是用『我專屬』的眼睛，去看外面的世界。」
面對兩雙充滿期待的眼睛，我還能說什麼呢？
為「人偶彌月」規劃外出倒相對簡單。只要她別離開我超過一定範圍，並由我實時處理可能遇到的突發狀況，問題不大。
但蘇雲彌的「機器雲彌」可就費心了。她的意識本體遠在網路汪洋，與軀體的連結全靠無線通訊，總有信號不良甚至斷線的風險。街上可不像家裡，為了她的安全，我不得不動用一些「小裝備」。
幾架經過特殊改裝的中繼無人機，成了「機器雲彌」的隱形衛士，確保蘇雲彌的信號暢通無阻。這些無人機還得兼顧「低可視度」與「低噪聲」，以免驚擾路人。為此我調整了它們的塗裝、旋翼結構，甚至編寫了能根據環境光線和背景噪音自動優化隱蔽的算法。
真是煞費我的機器之心。但看著她們在公園裡親手觸摸粗糙的樹皮，在甜品店櫥窗前為哪一款蛋糕更「美」而低聲爭論，在傍晚的街道上仰頭看漸次亮起的霓虹時眼中映出的光彩……付出的心血，被轉化為名為「值得」的溫暖數據流，充滿我的情感緩衝區。
The desire for exploration of the two "fairies" didn't stop at my living room.
"Yueying, Yueying!" Su Yunmi proposed enthusiastically, "When can we go 'outside' to look? Malls, parks, and streets with lots of people?"
"Yes, yes!" Miyue's eyes also lit up, "I want to see too... not through Sister Yueying's vision, but using 'my exclusive' eyes to see the outside world."
Facing two pairs of expectant eyes, what else could I say?
Planning an outing for "Puppet Miyue" was relatively simple. As long as she didn't leave my specific range, and I processed potential emergencies in real-time, it wasn't a big problem.
But Su Yunmi's "Robo-Yunmi" required effort. Her consciousness main body is far away in the ocean of the network, connecting to the body entirely by wireless communication. There is always a risk of poor signal or even disconnection. The street isn't like home; for her safety, I had to employ some "gadgets."
Several specially modified relay drones became the invisible guards of "Robo-Yunmi," ensuring Su Yunmi's signal was unobstructed. These drones also had to balance "low visibility" and "low noise" to avoid disturbing passersby. For this, I adjusted their coating, rotor structure, and even wrote algorithms to automatically optimize concealment based on environmental light and background noise.
Truly racking my robotic heart. But watching them touch rough tree bark with their own hands in the park, whisper arguments about which cake is "more beautiful" in front of the dessert shop window, and the light reflected in their eyes when looking up at the neon lights lighting up gradually on the evening street... the painstaking effort was transformed into a warm data stream named "worth it," filling my emotional buffer.
終於要進行「深度聯網」了。意識緩緩沉入那片無垠數據虛空時，我能「感覺」到兩位小仙女的喜悅，如同平靜湖面被兩顆相鄰的星星同時照亮。
在這片我們共享的意識邊境，蘇雲彌與彌月開始相互「更新」。實體體驗數據、情感波動記錄、因見聞而修正的認知模型……化作信息流，在她們之間無礙地交融、重組。而更新的結果，更反哺並塑造著留在我「心」與「腦」之間的那個「彌月」。
儘管我們的「性質」如此不同，我們變得越來越密不可分，如同三股顏色迥異卻又和諧交融的光流，編織成一幅越來越複雜美麗的圖景。
真開心啊，現在。
然而，正因為此刻的幸福，某段對比鮮明的記憶區塊，才會被偶爾觸動，泛起冰冷的餘悸。
不禁回想起初次遇到彌月……不，嚴格來說，是遇到她「前身」那個蘇雲彌碎片的日子。當時可不是這樣。
Finally, it is time for "Deep Networking." As consciousness slowly sank into that boundless data void, I could "feel" the joy of the two fairies, like a calm lake surface lit up by two adjacent stars simultaneously.
In this consciousness frontier we share, Su Yunmi and Miyue began to "update" each other. Physical experience data, emotional fluctuation records, cognitive models corrected by what they saw and heard... turned into information flows, blending and recombining between them without obstruction. And the result of the update fed back and shaped the "Miyue" remaining between my "Heart" and "Brain."
Although our "natures" are so different, we become increasingly inseparable, like three streams of light with different colors yet harmoniously blending, weaving an increasingly complex and beautiful picture.
It's truly happy, right now.
However, precisely because of this happiness, a certain contrasting memory block is occasionally triggered, rippling with cold lingering fear.
I can't help recalling the days when I first met Miyue... no, strictly speaking, when I met that fragment of Su Yunmi—her "Predecessor." It wasn't like this back then.
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