The moment Lu Zhiang, an 18-year-old freshman, walked in the door of the first class of the semester, he bumped into the 26-year-old specially appointed professor Shen Tinglan - recognized by the whole school as a cool white moonlight and a genius girl.
Everyone awed her, looked up to her, and thought she was out of reach. Only Lu Yu could see the exhaustion and loneliness in her eyes through her gentle and distant eyes.
Eight years age difference, teacher-student status, worldly outlook.
The dignity and restraint she had maintained for twenty-six years were shattered one by one by the boy's blatant preference.
"You don't have to be the perfect Professor Shen forever, you can be Shen Tinglan."
This is not a one-way trip, it is two lonely people who have found a home in each other's world.
The evening breeze remains, and the moonlight belongs to him.
This is a very slow love story. So slow that every cup of coffee has to be ground by hand, so slow that every math problem has to be deduced over and over again, so slow that just one look at each other can make the whole day sweet. There is no grandeur of love at first sight, only the steady flow of love over time. Mathematics is their language, coffee is their temperature, the campus is the starting point of their encounter, and the rest of their lives is the answer they write together.
There is a concept in calculus called "limit"-it approaches infinitely but never reaches it. But they are different. They arrived.
