Li Haojun and Tan Wenjing drove to a No. 6 Motel. The ambient lights around the spherical hotel also reflected the car body in a light green color. The only red brake light shining seems to add a warm tone to the atmosphere.

The two got out of the car and entered from the bottom of the spherical hotel. As the two entered the building, the ambient lights on the surrounding lawns were also turned off. The hotel building is divided into three floors. The first floor is the kitchen and bathroom, clothing, bedding, washing, food, etc., the second floor is the bedroom, and the third floor is the viewing restaurant. The floors are all made of transparent glass, and the decoration and furnishings are all simple and modern style.

"Is there anything we can have for dinner?" Tan Wenjing asked the receptionist-looking robot at the door.

The lights in the food cupboard area diagonally opposite slowly lit up. Tan Wenjing gave Li Haojun a wink, and the two of them selected some together, carried them directly to the third floor, and placed them on the couple's dining table aside. The table lamp imitating candlelight slowly lit up. .

Tan Wenjing opened the roof visor, leaving only the glass dome, where she could look up at the stars.

"Sit down," Tan Wenjing pointed at the dining table.

"Please sit down, too," Li Haojun also pointed at the dining table.

The two sat down and looked at each other speechlessly. Tan Wenjing smiled first.

"what's on your mind?"

Li Haojun was stunned, not knowing what she meant. Before he could answer, Tan Wenjing looked at the candle and the candlelight that illuminated one side of Li Haojun's face, then lowered her eyes and said softly,

"I was with you before." There was a sigh in his tone.

Li Haojun opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Tan Wenjing suddenly turned around, stood up, turned her back to Li Haojun and said, "I'll go down and get something to drink." Immediately after, she had reached the stairs.

Li Haojun looked at Tan Wenjing's figure walking down the stairs through the glass floor. The dim stair lighting lit up and went out as she walked along the stair railing, like a firefly, erratic and short-lived, setting off Tan Wenjing's figure. The petite figure made Li Haojun pity the time he had missed with her and the brevity of the past and present.

After a while, Tan Wenjing brought a bottle of white wine. Li Haojun saw the opportunity and quickly took it in his hand, saying, "Let me come, let me come,"

After opening the wine, Li Haojun poured it for Tan Wenjing and himself, picked up the wine glass, waited for her to pick up the wine glass, and touched it lightly.

"Thank you..." I just said one word, but I felt it was inappropriate. Why should I thank you? So he put down his wine glass, walked around the small dining table to Tan Wenjing, knelt down on one knee, took her other hand, and kissed the back of her hand gently. The two hugged each other.

A candlelight dinner that was more silent than sound at this time was taking place under the stars. She was gentle and considerate, he was humble and polite, she was sensitive and intelligent, and he was sincere and righteous.

After Tan Wenjing finished eating, she stood up and said, "I'm going to go down and take a shower. You eat slowly."

"Okay," after promising, he watched Tan Wenjing walk down the stairs. Li Haojun felt something was wrong, so he chased after her and grabbed Tan Wenjing's arm. Tan Wenjing turned around and looked at him, a little confused.

"Let me adjust the water temperature for you," Li Haojun explained,

"Okay, thank you."

Li Haojun took off his shoes and walked into the bathroom. He put water on the floor and tried it. It was not slippery. After adjusting the water temperature again, it didn't suddenly get too hot. When I thought it was almost done, I looked back and saw Tan Wenjing hugging her shoulders and tilting her head to watch him working.

Seeing Tan Wenjing with a smile on her face, Li Haojun felt much relieved. How could he live up to her such friendship.

Through the patterned glass in the bathroom, she could vaguely see Tan Wenjing's back. Li Haojun sat on the bedside and watched everything quietly. He was not a voyeur. He cared about his partner too much and was afraid that any accident would take her away from him. . The previous amnesia had caused me to miss so much of my past with her, and I could no longer allow any accidents to happen to her or myself.

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After a while, Tan Wenjing finished washing. She came out of the bathroom without wearing a hotel bath towel or using a hotel towel. Instead, she brought her own supplies and wore her own pajamas.

Seeing Li Haojun still sitting at the door of the bathroom, she smiled and handed him her toiletries.

"You should rush too."

"Okay," Li Haojun took it and walked into the bathroom.

Facing the wall, hot water flowed from Li Haojun's head down his body. The heat stretched his skin and stirred his soul. Li Haojun himself didn't know what would happen next. All he could do was clean every inch of his body for her.

Li Haojun knew that glass was somewhat transparent, and the reluctant operation was embarrassing. He looked back at the bedside in the bedroom, and Tan Wenjing was not looking at him there. He turned to look at the third floor again, where she was, looking up at the stars on the recliner. Li Haojun didn't use the hotel's bath towel, so he washed and dried his underwear and put them on again.

Walking up the stairs gently, Tan Wenjing turned around and saw Li Haojun walking to the stairs.

"You come too,"

"Well," Li Haojun walked to the recliner, lay on the left side of her body, and put his right arm around the back of Tan Wenjing's neck to gently hug her. It's late at night, there is no moon tonight, only the sky is full of stars. The dark tree shadows in the sky are the edges of the stars, and what lights up the deepest night sky is the shining Milky Way.

She turned her head, her hair still a little wet, turned sideways and put her right hand on Li Haojun's chest, her right leg also rested on him, and the sound of her gentle breathing reached Li Haojun's cochlea.

Li Haojun hugged her back and said,

"How long were we together before I lost my memory in the traffic accident? Can you tell me? I, I have no idea. I'm just curious."

"Yes..." Tan Wenjing hesitated, "Almost ten years."

"How did we meet? Is it this company?"

"No, we've known each other since childhood."

"Are they neighbors?"

"Well, almost."

"Why is this still so similar?"

"Classmate plus neighbor,"

"Oh fine."

"Hey, then how do we count the ten years we have been together?"

"That's the time we spent together as partners."

"Oh, what about before?"

"I didn't know where you died before."

"Oh, eh? Haven't we known each other since childhood?"

"Well, we separated after going to college,"

"Why?"

"Well, it's probably because of me, I..." After saying that, Tan Wenjing hesitated.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. I'm just asking about my life experience, haha," Li Haojun said and laughed at himself.

"Okay, I want to know your life experience? Call me mom."

Li Haojun turned his head, and Tan Wenjing was looking at him with a smile.

"Mom!" She said as she lowered her head to eat. Tan Wenjing giggled and was amused. After laughing, he said,

"It's my fault, it's my fault that I didn't see how much you love me. Maybe it's my fault that I'm young, or I don't know what I want, or maybe I just don't know how to make a decision."

"Okay, that's not your fault, aren't we together?" After saying that, Li Haojun kissed Tan Wenjing's face.

On the recliner under the stars, Li Haojun held Tan Wenjing's cheeks with both hands and looked at each other. He kissed her lips gently, and she kissed the one she loved passionately. Li Haojun tightly hugged Tan Wenjing's back with his right hand and her waist with his left hand. This weak woman concerned him so much that even though his memory of her only started two months ago, her figure seemed to have been engraved in his life.

Li Haojun wants to satisfy her and satisfy her with everything she needs.

Gently, put it into her body, filling her insides. And Tan Wenjing had already been expecting him to occupy her, wrapping her arms around his waist to guide him in.

Sweet kiss, sweet spring, Li Haojun turned over and pressed Tan Wenjing under him, wanting to touch the deepest expectation in her heart, but suddenly stopped, turned over and hugged Tan Wenjing to his chest , whispered,

"You're not pregnant, are you?"

Tan Wenjing didn't speak, she just looked at Li Haojun with a smile, slowly returned to her original position, and then rested her head on Li Haojun's chest.

"Puff, puff, puff," Tan Wenjing looked sideways at Li Haojun and murmured,

"A long time ago, you let me lie on your chest and listen to your heartbeat. At that time, I was very young and didn't know what that meant."

"When did that happen?" Li Haojun asked gently,

"When we were childhood sweethearts."

"That's not right. You are 42 and I am 36. When we were childhood sweethearts with you, I might not have been there yet." Li Haojun thought for a while and said,

"Did you forget? You paused in the middle."

"Oh, yes," Li Haojun couldn't refute, so he could only agree.

"Otherwise? How do you think you're doing?" As she spoke, Tan Wenjing smiled ghostly, and slowly moved her head down on Li Haojun's chest.

Li Haojun was still calculating to himself, "Now you are 6 years older than me. The most I can be with you as my childhood sweetheart is 3 or 4 years younger than you. Tell me, am I in a coma for 2 years or 3 years? Or is it? You didn’t tell me…”

Before Li Haojun finished speaking, Tan Wenjing had already put her head on his lap and put it in her mouth. He looked at Li Haojun with a smile.

You have the words to ask, but others don't have the words to answer. When Li Haojun saw the situation, he could only gently stroke Tan Wenjing's hair with his hands.

Slowly, Tan Wenjing could only swallow deeper and deeper, until Li Haojun could no longer hold it in and gave everything to him: his love, his body, the shyness in his voice, and his uncontrollable trembling. . Then he climbed up to Li Haojun’s ear and whispered,

"This is how you spent those years..."

Li Haojun gently hugged Tan Wenjing and didn't ask any questions. Faced with such a partner who is both magical and fairy, lingering and playful, infatuated and persistent, everything else is superfluous.