Others began to laugh. So did Kahlil. He pulled the girl to him and kissed her cheek, “I win, meaning you win. Why do you care so much?” The pretty girl’s fair face suddenly became red as if she kissed him for the first time. Kahlil got lost in her face. Then Harvey saw Emerald and stood up. Since he didn’t like gambling, he played only because Kahlil forced him to since there were not enough people. Now he could finally go back to the room and play with Yates, who was playing with a wood gun. Kahlil was happy when he saw so many people come back, and before that pretty girl pushed him away, he held her waist and put her on his thigh, “You’re really bad at mahjong. Let’s play together.” Both Emerald and Patrick sat down. Rosalind was carefully sorting out her cards, and her eyes were as clear as the ocean. Yorick walked to her calmly and sat quietly beside her, “Did you win or lose?” Rosalind raised her head and smiled at him bitterly, “Kahlil won.” Yorick looked at the strong competitors around the table and said softly, “We can win together.” Emerald looked at Yorick, who pretended to be soft and gentle in front of Rosalind, and couldn’t help but laugh. She didn’t understand why this immortal leader of virtual humans had a crush on Rosalind when she came to visit the children. But there must be many people who liked Rosalind since she was beautiful and competent. Yorick made his plan and did something. Then somehow, there was no man around Rosalind. Although no one competed with Yorick, Rosalind cared more about her career and wanted to study further after finishing her doctorate degree and “Didn’t want to spend much time in a relationship.” Yorick, who told Emerald to ask her about her thoughts, felt sad. Later, Emerald knew that Yorick had asked Patrick, Harvey, and even Kahlil for help so that he could change his competitors’ jobs and monitor Rosalind twenty-four hours a day. Fortunately, Rosalind also had feelings for Yorick. But as a good doctor, she thought that healing the wounded and saving the dying was the most important thing in her life. Neither of them spoke about their relationship clearly, but it seemed that Yorick enjoyed this state very much. Until one day, when Emerald and Rosalind talked about this, Rosalind finally said, “Gabe is a virtual human. He has lived for a thousand years as a half-machine man. How can I marry him?” Emerald finally understood that Rosalind had feelings for Yorick. But she had thought clearly from a woman’s view that it was extremely difficult for her to marry a man who would be handsome forever and had a superpower. Emerald looked at the card partners around the table and found out that she was the luckiest. Kahlil and his new woman were a couple of machine man and human, and Yorick and Rosalind were a couple of virtual human and human beings. Feeling a little upset, Emerald said while playing the cards, “A machine man, a virtual human, and four humans are sitting around the table playing cards. This must have never happened before.” When other people laughed, Yorick focused on his cards and said carelessly, “You’re wrong.” Emerald was surprised. Kahlil was drinking water from Candy’s hand, and he coughed. Patrick glanced at Yorick, and he was holding his cards tightly. Yorick finally raised his head and smiled innocently, “I’m a half-machine man, so I can be counted as half.” Patrick and Yorick looked at each other quietly, and then he said gently to Emerald, “It’s your turn.”“Oh...” Emerald lowered her head to look at the cards. They played cards till sunset. Patrick felt unsettled because of Yorick’s words, and Yorick won the most while Patrick was only the second one. They had dinner in the villa and slept in the houses nearby because they were going to see the sunrise on the sea tomorrow. Kahlil and Candy lived in the same house, and Rosalind in the house near Yorick’s. Emerald thought it wasn’t possible for Yorick to sleep with Rosalind, but they could still watch the moon and have a heart-to-heart conversation. **** After the two children fell asleep, Emerald walked to the living room and saw Patrick smoking and watching TV quietly on the sofa. He was watching the video of the day when their daughter was born three years ago. Emerald still remembered that Patrick kept holding her hands and never let her go when she was pushed into the delivery room. Maybe because he wanted to make up for not being with her when their son was born, he stayed with her during the whole process this time. He watched her bear the extreme pain, watched their daughter when the blood covered her. He also held their daughter and let Emerald see. But it was still not enough. Patrick had filmed or arranged for others to film every special moment when the two children grew up, and he watched these videos repeatedly at night. He was so considerate and sweet. Emerald walked to him and sat on his legs. Only Emerald could distract him from the children. Without hesitation, he turned off the TV and put his hands into Emerald’s pajamas, “Are the children asleep?” “Yeah.” He lifted her up and walked to the bedroom. It was already midnight after they had made out for a few hours. Emerald blamed him, “I can’t get up early tomorrow. How can I take them to see the sunrise?” He was still kissing her body, “You don’t need to get up. I’ll go.” Emerald thought for a while and said in surprise, “Why do I feel that you’re stronger than before?” She didn’t doubt that she would be as exhausted as Candy on the bed with Patrick being so energetic. Patrick stopped his move and smiled, “You don’t like it?” Emerald blushed and said seriously, “No. It’s said that if the young men didn’t control themselves, they would be weak when they are old. Do you need to control yourself?” Patrick held her waist and said intimately, “Don’t worry, my lady. It won’t drain my energy to satisfy you.” In fact, he had inexhaustible energy. Emerald was so tired at two o’clock in the morning that she fell asleep. Patrick opened his eyes and got out of the bed. The moonlight was like water flowing on the stone road. Patrick walked quietly along the road and climbed over the hill, and then he saw two tall men. He walked to them. “How is it going?” He asked. Kahlil smiled in the light of night, “The experiment is successful.” Yorick, beside him, said lightly, “We have to make sure that it will succeed. She’s Patrick’s life.” Kahlil said seriously, “The body is completely cloned from Emerald’s body, and we have put the best high-energy crystalloid we can find in it. Virtual humans have mastered the more advanced technology of extracting neuron units. Emerald will be a perfect machine man as long as we seal up the neuron units and write it into the body.” The words “Machine man” still made Patrick frown. Kahlil suddenly said, “But since you want to keep her memory and want her to be immortal, she will know the truth.” Patrick was silent, but Yorick smiled, “So what? Even if Emerald knows the truth, do you think she will leave Patrick?” “I had promised her a peaceful life a long time ago.” Patrick said, “When she and I die together, I’ll let her know everything.” Then Patrick walked away and left Kahlil and Yorick. Kahlil took a puff of a cigarette and said, “I also made a body for Candy.” Yorick looked at him in surprise, “So you really like that girl.” Kahlil nodded, “I have forced her to stay with me for years, and I do have feelings for her. I’ll ask her whether she wants to do this. But she always says that she hates machine men, so maybe she doesn’t want to.” Kahlil then said, “Do you want to make a body for Rosalind?” Yorick didn’t say anything and just shook his head. After going back to the villa, he went to the kid’s room first to check out the children. They were sleeping soundly before, but the two kids immediately opened their eyes when Patrick stepped into the room. They had his energy inside their bodies, and they were half-machine men. But he could only tell them the truth after they grew up and give them better crystalloid energy to strengthen them. “Sleep.” Patrick’s voice seemed to be magic, and the two kids closed their eyes again and slept tightly. Then Patrick walked back to the bedroom. The moonlight shone through the window, and his woman was lying on the big bed, huddling up in the quilt like a cat. Her face was soft and peaceful. He was so familiar with this scene that he thought of the days a long time ago. At that time, he thought that he was really Patrick Lewis and she was a smart and fierce Lieutenant of the air force. Once she had a vacation, she couldn’t wait to go back to the small apartment they rented in the city from the base. She would lie beside him like a cat. She was sexy and cute in Patrick’s eyes even when she was sleeping. That was everything he wanted. He finally got it back.