"Professor Shen, your collar is stained with coffee."
Lin Xiaoman tiptoed and wiped chalk dust all over the room. Fifty pairs of eyes under the podium looked at the flower of the high mountain and the tips of its ears turned red.
This contract marriage, which began with a family engagement, grew quietly on the campus of Inkstone University shaded by sycamore trees. When the quirky archeology department graduates hit the academic iceberg in their life, the late-night lights of the laboratory building, the secret whispers in the library, and the intertwined breathing among the architectural models will eventually melt the boundaries of academic ethics.
Until one day, a hot post was posted on a Tianxue forum saying "Professor Shen from the Department of Architecture is suspected of having a hidden marriage." Everyone was shocked to see Professor Shen, who had always been indifferent, holding her in his arms:
"It's not suspicious, it's legal."
