I lived with him, I was a painter and he was a doctor. I paint for him every day and I love him and I believe he loves me too, even though we never expressed love to each other. Until one day, I said to him: "I love you." But he widened his eyes in horror, and then made a phone call. A group of people forcibly took me away and I sat in a chair. A beam of electricity ran through my body, and before I lost consciousness, I heard "Code NT-172-100 restarting"我和他一起生活,我是一名画家,而他是一名医生。 我每天都为他画画,我爱他,我...