The lights in the car wash were pale, like the face of someone who had suffered from insomnia for a long time.
Water from the hose snaked across the concrete floor like a snake with no way out.
Ling Lingqi, the car wash attendant, bent over with a white sponge in his hand, slowly moving it across the hood of a black sedan.
His movements were mechanical, yet had an indescribable rhythm.
Ruhua stood not far away. She was a leading figure in artificial intelligence, accustomed to explaining the world through algorithms.
Her eyes were a little unfocused today, a look that did not belong on a scientist who prized reason above all.
Ruhua stared at Ling Lingqi's broad back. Her voice sounded almost ethereal in the empty room. "Qi, the sponge in your hand is wiping away the dirt, but do you know you're also wiping away the logic in my heart? I've analyzed tens of millions of sets of emotional data, yet I can't calculate this attraction I feel for you. It feels like an infinite loop with no way out. I'd give up all my research just to be a tool you use forever in this shabby car wash. I really like you so much that I want to format my entire past."
The atmosphere froze instantly, growing heavier than foam that hadn't yet dissolved.
Theme: To be a tool you use forever
