Lu Zhi'ang, an 18-year-old freshman, pushes open the door to his first class of the school year and comes face-to-face with Shen Tinglan, a 26-year-old specially appointed professor, the campus's universally acclaimed cool, distant dream girl and its undisputed genius.
Everyone respects and admires her, believing she is utterly out of reach. Only Lu Yu sees past her gentle, detached gaze to the weariness and loneliness beneath.
An eight-year age gap. A teacher and her student. The judgment of society.
The poise and restraint she has maintained for 26 years crumble, one by one, beneath the boy's unabashed devotion.
“You don't have to be the perfect Professor Shen all the time. You can just be Shen Tinglan.”
This isn't one person chasing after another. It's two lonely people finding a home in each other's worlds.
The evening breeze remains, and the moonlight is his.
This is a very slow-burn love story. So slow that every cup of coffee is ground by hand, every math problem worked through again and again, and one shared glance can make the whole day sweeter. There's no whirlwind love at first sight, just affection that grows, steady and constant, with time. Mathematics is their language, coffee their warmth, the campus where they first meet, and the rest of their lives the answer they write together.
There's a concept in calculus called a “limit”: getting infinitely close, but never arriving. But they're different. They made it.
