Chapter 69: Chapter 69

”Ivy, did you block and blacklist all the Sun Yi and Sun Family stuff?” Sun Fang asked one morning when he came across Ivy in the hallway, tiredly making his way to the bathroom for a morning shower to wake himself up. He was still blinking blearily at the world, his vision hazy as he tried to force it to focus.

He was covering his yawn behind a tanned hand when Ivy responded, ”Yes, Young Master.”

”Good, good,” Sun Fang nodded and grinned. He added, ”Thank you for the help,” and rose a hand to cover yet another yawn. It was only nine in the morning, far earlier than he was usually awake, but he’d woken up an hour ago and found himself unable to go back to sleep. Eventually, he’d decided to just stop trying. Rather, he’d rolled off the bed’s edge and landed on his feet like a particularly nimble cat, grinning with the rush of success.

In the bathroom, he took a quick shower with water so hot that it was steaming up the room. The large mirror over the sink was entirely unusable when he came out, and he had to wipe it with his palm in order to see his own reflection. 

The sight of himself with hair ending just over his shoulders, slightly curling, was finally starting to become normal. In fact, the vision of himself with his long hair was beginning to fade from his memory, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. The act of cutting all his hair had been more of an impulse than anything, but he also didn’t see a reason to regret it. In his mind, if he didn’t like it, he would just let it grow out again. And if he really didn’t like it, he would just get some very pretty extensions. 

Fingering the hair, he exited the bathroom dressed only in a bathrobe. He whistled slightly as he walked through the hallway to the balcony where his breakfast was already awaiting him. Ivy was standing by the side, gazing out over the horizon, while Sun Fang scarfed down his food.

As soon as he was done, he rose to his feet. The chair shook from the force of his movement, but he managed to put a hand on the backrest before it toppled over. Wheezing with relief, he glanced at Ivy. It didn’t seem like the AI butler had noticed what was going on, still gazing out over the distance, and Sun Fang exhaled softly. 

Today, he was going to go on a journey. More precisely, he was going to take the bus into a community center where a bunch of people from his pottery class would be setting up shop and showing off their skills, helping teach anyone who wanted to give it a try. Sun Fang thought the idea of being able to show these poor plebeians exactly how good at pottery he was sounded like a fantastic idea, and so had eagerly signed up.

”Ivy?” he called, a questioning note to his soft voice. He’d done the great and important task of carrying the empty dishes to the table, but Ivy was still just staring out off the balcony when he came back, not having moved a single muscle.

Sun Fang’s eyes narrowed when he didn’t receive any response. Walking around Ivy, he stopped right in front it and frowned. ”Ivy?” he asked again, voice gentle. He waved a hand in front of Ivy’s eyes, but there was no reaction. Furrowing his eyebrows, he snapped his fingers beside Ivy’s ear, Ivy predictably failing to respond.

Pulling his phone out, he pressed call in record time. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Deng Xi to respond. ”Hello? Sun Fang? You almost never call me, is everything alright?”

”Ivy is frozen,” Sun Fang answered. He placed a hand on Ivy’s forehead and bit his lip. The artificial skin was cool at least, which meant that the cooling system should still be operational. That was good, Sun Fang didn’t have the equipment here to save Ivy from overheating, which was a gigantic oversight on his part.

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”Do you have any messages from Ivy?” Deng Xi asked, voice serious. ”If it was something it saw coming, it might have notified you somehow. Don’t you have that failsafe system?”

”Yeah, Ivy has it,” Sun Fang said. He put the phone on loudspeaker mode and immediately crawled through the different apps in search of the one that connected to Ivy. It was a sort of warning and log system—every system check that Ivy ran was logged on it in full. Every little fault was marked and was only removed when it was fixed. Sun Fang had had so little use for this app over the years that he’d almost forgotten about it.

Still, he was neither an engineer nor a programmer. He had no idea what the data he was looking at meant. ”I can’t tell what any of this means,” he muttered angrily.

”Is there anything in the wrong list?” Deng Xi asked, sounding weirdly patient.

Sun Fang sighed, ”Yeah, there’s a few things.”

”Okay, so does it say anywhere the problem is being addressed, or does it just say unable to fix?” Deng Xi asked, and Sun Fang was beginning to feel kind of foolish. All those things Deng Xi was saying were obvious things that he could surely figured out on his own; he didn’t actually need his cousin’s help. But he’d still called, for some reason.

He bobbed his head, then said, ”The problem is being addressed.”

Deng Xi said, ”Then Ivy is already working on the problems. All you have to do is leave it to it and monitor the app. If it changes to unable to fix, then you call a specialist.” His cousin breathed out audibly and added, ”I’ll find you someone good in your city and get your their information, so just curl up in front of the TV and wait it out. Ivy is incredibly advanced, despite its aged, so I’m sure it’s all going to be fine.”

Sun Fang hummed. He glanced at Ivy, standing so unmoving that it was unnerving, and patted it carefully on the head, his fingers gently sweeping through the hair. Smiling softly, he said, ”Thank you.”

”Don’t worry about it,” Deng Xi responded. 

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