Li Haojun was driving on the road. The sun was getting higher and higher. Unknowingly, both sides of the road were becoming more and more prosperous. There were more residences, but the style was not like the artificially built row houses or single-family buildings in the previous rural residences. The industrial 3D printed houses with obvious modern flavor include standard single-family houses with one floor and a small courtyard, as well as two- and three-story villas.

Some residents actually made their houses look like cartoon characters. A neighborhood is filled with Bugs Bunny, Mickey Mouse, and Goofy.

And Motel 6 really looks like No. 6 billiards, parked one by one on the green grass.

Li Haojun felt that it was a little hot inside the car, and the wind was too strong when he opened the windows, so he closed the windows and turned on the air conditioner to circulate inside. Suddenly I remembered that this was a tram, so I glanced at the fuel gauge.

"Does turning on the air conditioner affect mileage?" Li Haojun asked,

"It doesn't matter, you can drive it as a gasoline or diesel vehicle, with a fuel cell." Tan Wenjing sat in the back and replied,

"Ah..., there seems to be a gap in my memory. I remember some common sense, but it was a long time ago. I don't know if I can keep up with this era," Li Haojun said to himself,

"Don't worry, maybe you will recall it, or you can learn it again. You knew a lot before, so don't worry, even if you can't recover your memory, I will help you get your life back on track,"

"Thank you," Li Haojun glanced at Tan Wenjing in the rearview mirror.

"Thank you for what..." Tan Wenjing hesitated and said,

"Just like you used to help me adjust to my life."

While driving, Li Haojun seemed to see something in the sky on the left through the front windshield. He leaned over and looked up carefully.

"Is it a flying car?"

"Yes, flying taxi," Tan Wenjing replied in a naughty voice, easing the somewhat solemn atmosphere just now.

"Then why don't we sit on it?"

"I'm so happy!" Tan Wenjing came again,

"Oh, okay. Can we sit on it?"

"Of course, we can call it driverless, but I like you to drive me this time," Tan Wenjing tilted her head and looked at Li Haojun with a smile.

"Oh, okay, you arranged it all."

"Yes, you can get used to old age life in advance."

"Hahaha," both of them laughed.

But he suppressed his smile and looked at her familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the rearview mirror. Is this really my partner? she is? But I have no past with her, or I can’t remember any previous memories with her. no? But she is accompanying me carefully. And I don't seem to be of any utilitarian benefit to her at all. She is young, beautiful, and financially independent, but what about me?

On the road, there are more and more flying cars in the sky, coming from all directions, traveling along the same route, parallel to the road. A road sign passed ahead, Spokane, Comma, Area 51, 10 miles ahead.

"Area 51? Isn't Area 51 in the Nevada desert?" Li Haojun asked with some confusion.

"Many counties across the country now have Area 51. It's just called that, not the military restricted area. These areas called Area 51 are mainly communities composed of genetically modified, bionic enhanced, or AI robots who voluntarily live together. But across the country There are several that are officially certified for interstellar cultural exchange, and the one we are going to is one of them.”

"Haha, this is exciting. Are there any aliens?"

"maybe."

"Why are we here exchanging data?"

"Because there is no CIA, FBI or anything like that. This is Interstellar Alliance law enforcement."

"I go."

"I guess it's more of a company practice." Tan Wenjing added,

As he said, the road ahead was where the flying cars landed, and then drove on their tires to merge into the road, so Li Haojun had no choice but to reduce his speed and merge into the traffic flow.

He was also curious about what kind of passengers were in those flying cars. Some had privacy curtains or UV-proof windows. There are also tourists looking out, families, young people, some looking like businessmen and so on. Of course, there were children holding open the windows to say hello, but I didn’t see any with pets.

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"I thought I would see octopuses, lizard people and the like," Li Haojun said with a smile.

"It's not that exaggerated. If you look ahead, there will be a Starbucks coffee shop on the right side of the road. After passing by, there will be a "Chanson Pavilion" pub. Just park in front."

In front is the familiar green Starbucks goddess. The building is square with glass, and there are individual guests inside.

Further ahead, there is a French-style two-story building with stone exterior walls, gray tile roof, dark brown wooden door and window frame. Look at the sign in front of the door, Chanson, it should be here.

Li Haojun parked the car in the parking space, saw Tan Wenjing also got out of the car, locked the car, and then walked over and took her left hand. Tan Wenjing looked up and turned with a pleased smile, and followed him towards the door of the pub.

Pushing the door open and facing the bar, there was already a customer dressed as a white cowboy sitting there on a high chair. He recognized the person as soon as he turned around.

"Emily, long time no see,"

"Hello John," Tan Wenjing replied,

"Ethan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you." Li Haojun just knew his English name and hurriedly hesitated to answer.

"This is Mr. John Weant," Qin Wenjing hurriedly introduced Li Haojun.

"Nice to meet you," Li Haojun thought after saying that, should he say "again"? Sigh, it doesn’t matter.

After saying hello, Tan Wenjing had already sat on the high chair next to John, and Li Haojun followed suit and sat beside Tan Wenjing.

"Brandy, please, I've kept you waiting for a long time today." Tan Wenjing said, reaching into John's arms and taking out a stainless steel flask.

"You still..., is everything going well over there?"

"Well, it's the same old thing, those country bumpkins are lazier than me, and they're careless."

As the wine she asked for was already served, Tan Wenjing filled John's wine bottle with several glasses and put it back. There was only a little left in the cup, so he handed it to Li Haojun and said,

"You have to drive when you go back, so you can only drink this much."

He poured another glass into the empty glass, and handed the rest to John.

"cheers!"

Because Li Haojun was not familiar with the other party, he toasted politely and did not interrupt. The two chatted for a while and decided to have lunch somewhere else. After Li Haojun opened the door for Tan Wenjing, he glanced in the other direction. Two men were walking towards the tavern, preparing to enter. One of them was tall and thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and high cheekbones. He looked like the legendary man. The thunder god has two big round eyes with large pupils and small pupils. The other one has a long face and white lips, a strong figure, and a round belt of the same style as the pants is wrapped around his waist and tied in a knot.

Li Haojun realized that he had stared at the other person for too long and hurriedly nodded with a smile. Apparently the other party also saw Tan Wenjing going out.

The long-faced man hurriedly took two steps and bowed to salute, "Beauty, I'm glad to see you." He bent down and looked up at Tan Wenjing, laughing playfully. Before he could straighten up, the waistband of his trousers fell apart and hung down with a clang. .

John, who went out first, burst into laughter. It turned out that he did not walk away minding his own business, but stood at the intersection with his arms crossed and watched.

Li Haojun put his arms around Tan Wenjing's waist and left quickly with a smile. Tan Wenjing just turned around with a smile and said nothing.

On the street at noon, the sun shines warmly on the ground, and the shadows of the branches and leaves of green trees are clearly outlined on the ground. John and Tan Wenjing are walking in front, talking about something.

Li Haojun followed not far behind, but he couldn't hear what they said, so why should he listen. Li Haojun didn't want to be like a light bulb, even though he was the stranger.

At this time, the two people in front wanted to walk into a roadside shop. Tan Wenjing looked back and saw Li Haojun following him in the distance, so she waved and waited for him.

This is a barbecue restaurant, but the steaks and lamb shanks are all bioengineered and can be ordered in various varieties. John sat across from the two of them, glanced at Li Haojun, and said to Tan Wenjing,

"Is your little friend okay?" He stared at Li Haojun as he asked.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, thank you," Li Haojun replied politely.

"He's still the same," John said to Tan Wenjing,

"Yes, I will take good care of him," Tan Wenjing said and turned to look at Li Haojun, but Li Haojun did not turn to look at her, although he knew she was looking at him.

During the conversation, the food was served, and John secretly took out the wine bottle and ate it enthusiastically with a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat. No more talk about anything more.

After lunch, the two parties said goodbye. John turned back and waved to them before getting in the car, and then rode away on his Harry with the sound of the exhaust pipe crackling.

"Then what do we do?" John left, and Li Haojun finally spoke.

"Are you jealous?" Tan Wenjing took Li Haojun's hands and asked,

"No," replied coldly,

John and I just have a working relationship, he bailed me out, he was the field guy in Montana.

"He's an agent?"

"Roughly the same,"

"he loves you?"

"Maybe, but..., he is like my uncle."

"Okay, I'm fine."

Tan Wenjing smiled bitterly, turned around and walked slowly down the street. Li Haojun knew that his behavior was not appropriate, so he said nothing more and silently took Tan Wenjing's hand and walked with her.

Maybe it's his nature, Li Haojun is always vigilant, maybe this is also the reason why he overreacts. He paid attention to the passing vehicles and people from time to time. Most of them are well-dressed, normal-looking people, no aliens.

Suddenly Tan Wenjing took his hand and said, "Let's go to the opera."

"Okay," Li Haojun followed her into the theater on the roadside.

The performance was going on, and singing could be heard in the front hall. Tan Wenjing did not go in directly, but entered the dressing room on the side first, changed into an evening dress and came out.

The purple off-shoulder fishtail dress has light green edges that look like coleus. The braid on one side shows off her thin neck and one shoulder.

Li Haojun walked towards her, put one arm around her waist, and the other around her head, shoulders and back, and gently held her in his arms.

Tan Wenjing said nothing, but quietly held his chest with both hands, leaned her face against his shoulder and hugged him. Then the two walked into the performance hall and found an empty seat in the corner to sit down. Li Haojun held her hand, and Tan Wenjing leaned on his shoulder.

There are no complicated group performances on the stage, just vocal singing, dim stage lights, and ethereal vocal melody. In the sparsely populated theater, it seems to be peeking into every corner and into every corner of the soul of a lonely person.

And time seems to be slowed down by the melodious singing, so that the loving people can enjoy this wonderful moment...

At the beginning of the night, when the two of them were on the street, Li Haojun put his coat on Tan Wenjing, took a deep breath of the cool night air to refresh herself, and hugged her tightly. The melody of the song seems to still linger behind me,

"Where do we go next?"

"Hotel No. 6 outside the city...",