Li Haojun and Qin Wenjing arrived at a No. 6 car motel, and the ambient lights around the spherical motel cast a faint green light on the car. The only red brake light shone brightly, seemingly adding a warm hue to the atmosphere.

The two got out of the car and entered from the bottom of the spherical motel. As they entered the building, the ambient lights around the lawn went out. The motel building is divided into three levels: the first floor is the kitchen and bathroom, the second floor is the bedroom, and the third floor is a viewing restaurant, all with transparent glass floors and modern minimalist decor.

"Is there anything for dinner?" Qin Wenjing asked the robot at the front desk.

The lights in the food display cabinet opposite gradually lit up, Qin Wenjing gave Li Haojun a look, and they selected some items together. They carried them to the third floor and placed them on the couples' dining table, where a candle-like table lamp slowly lit up.

Qin Wenjing opened the sunshade on the ceiling, leaving only the glass dome to gaze at the stars.

"Please sit," Qin Wenjing pointed to the dining table.

"You too, please sit," Li Haojun also pointed to the dining table.

The two sat down, gazing at each other silently. Qin Wenjing smiled first.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

Li Haojun hesitated, not sure what she meant. Before he could answer, Qin Wenjing looked at the candles and the candlelight illuminating his face, then lowered her eyes and said softly, "It used to be with you."

Li Haojun opened his mouth, unsure how to respond. Before he could, Qin Wenjing suddenly turned and stood up, saying, "I'll go downstairs and get something to drink," before heading to the stairs.

Li Haojun watched Qin Wenjing's figure descend the stairs through the glass floor, the dimly lit stairwell flickering as she passed, casting a fleeting and flickering light like fireflies, accentuating Qin Wenjing's petite figure. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the time he had missed with her, both in the past and present.

Soon, Qin Wenjing came back with a bottle of white wine. Li Haojun took the opportunity to grab it and poured glasses for both of them, clinking glasses gently when she lifted hers.

"Thanks..." he started to say a word, then felt it wasn't appropriate to thank her. He put down the wine glass and got up, kneeling in front of Qin Wenjing, gently kissing the back of her hand as they embraced.

A silent candlelit dinner unfolded beneath the stars, with her tender and caring, and him humble and courteous, her sharp and wise, and him sincere and righteous.

After finishing her meal, Qin Wenjing got up and said, "I'm going downstairs to take a bath. You take your time."

"Okay," Li Haojun agreed, but as he watched her descend the stairs, he felt something was wrong and quickly followed, grabbing her arm and looking at her with a puzzled expression. 

"I'll help you adjust the water temperature," he said.

"Sure, thanks," Qin Wenjing replied.

Li Haojun walked into the bathroom, feeling the warm water flowing down his body and cleansing his skin and soul. He didn't know what would happen next, but all he could do was clean every inch of his body for her.

Li Haojun knew the glass was somewhat transparent, and it was awkward maneuvering around, but he couldn't risk any accidents taking her away from him again. He glanced at the bedroom, where Qin Wenjing wasn't watching, and then turned to the stairs where she was gazing up at the stars.

After showering, Qin Wenjing came out in her own pajamas without using the motel's towels, offering her toiletries to Li Haojun.

"Go ahead and take a shower," she said with a smile.

Li Haojun took the toiletries and went into the bathroom, letting the warm water flow over him as he pondered what would come next.

Quietly climbing the stairs, Li Haojun saw Qin Wenjing at the top.

"Are you coming too?" she asked.

"Yes," Li Haojun walked to the reclining chair and lay on her left side, wrapping his right arm around her neck. The night was deep, without a moon, only a sky full of stars. The darkness of the sky was illuminated by the shining Milky Way.

She turned her head, her hair still damp, placing her right hand on Li Haojun's chest and her right leg over his body, breathing gently into his ear.

Li Haojun held her back and asked, "How long were we together before I lost my memory in a traffic accident? Can you tell me? I... I have no idea. I'm just curious."

"It's about ten years," Qin Wenjing hesitated.

How did we meet? Was it at this company?

No, we've known each other since we were kids.

Were we neighbors?

Yeah, something like that.

What's with the 'something like that'?

We were classmates and neighbors.

Oh, I see.

So, how do we count the ten years we've been together?

Those are the years we've been partners.

Oh, what about before that?

Before that, I didn't know where you had disappeared to.

Oh really? Weren't we supposed to have known each other since we were kids?

Yeah, but we drifted apart after college.

Why is that?

It's probably my fault, I... Qin Wenjing hesitated before continuing.

If you don't want to say, you don't have to. I was just asking about my background, haha, Li Haojun said self-deprecatingly.

Alright, if you want to know about your background, ask your mom.

Li Haojun turned his head and saw Qin Wenjing looking at him with a mischievous smile.

Mom! Qin Wenjing chuckled at the sight of Li Haojun's embarrassed expression. After laughing, she said, "It's my fault. I couldn't see how much you loved me. Maybe it was the mistake of youth, or maybe I didn't know what I wanted, or maybe I just didn't know how to make decisions."

It's not your fault. We're together now, right? Li Haojun said, planting a kiss on Qin Wenjing's cheek.

On a deck chair under the stars, Li Haojun held Qin Wenjing's face in his hands, their eyes locked as he tenderly kissed her lips. She kissed back passionately, and Li Haojun embraced her tightly, holding her close to his chest. This fragile woman had captured his heart, even though their memories together only went back two months, her presence seemed to have always been a part of his life.

Li Haojun wanted to fulfill all her needs, gently inserting himself into her body, filling her heart with love. And Qin Wenjing, in anticipation, wrapped her hands around his waist and guided him in.

Their sweet kisses, their passionate embrace, Li Haojun rolled over, pressing Qin Wenjing underneath him, wanting to reach the depths of her desires. But suddenly, he stopped and rolled back, holding her close and softly asked, "You're not pregnant, are you?"

Qin Wenjing didn't say anything, just smiled at Li Haojun and slowly retreated to her original position, resting her head against his chest.

Pitter-patter, Qin Wenjing turned to look at Li Haojun, softly murmuring, "A long time ago, you used to let me lay on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. I was still very young then and didn't understand what it meant."

When was that? Li Haojun asked gently.

During our childhood.

But wait, you're 42 and I'm 36. How could we have been childhood friends if you're older than me? Li Haojun pondered and then said, "You forgot? You had a pause in between."

Oh, right. Unable to argue, Li Haojun simply went along with it. "Then what? How do you think you've been living?" Qin Wenjing chuckled mischievously, sliding her head down from Li Haojun's chest.

As Li Haojun calculated, "You're six years older than me now, so if we were childhood friends, I couldn't have been more than three or four years younger than you. Maybe I was in a coma for two or three years? Or you just didn't tell me..."

Before Li Haojun could finish, Qin Wenjing had moved her head to his lap and took it into her mouth. She looked up at Li Haojun with a mischievous smile.

You ask with your mouth, but I don't need to answer with mine, Li Haojun realized the situation and could only gently stroke Qin Wenjing's hair with his hand.

Slowly, Qin Wenjing found herself swallowing deeper and deeper, until Li Haojun couldn't resist anymore and gave himself completely to her: his love, his body, his shy voice, his trembling. Then, as she whispered in his ear, "Those were the years you spent like this."

Li Haojun embraced Qin Wenjing gently, no longer asking any questions. In the face of this magical and playful partner, all else seemed irrelevant.