A marriage of convenience puts me under the same roof as the academic genius I've admired for three years.
He thinks I'm pretending to be poor, and I think he's pretending to be clueless. As it turns out, we're both pretending: he's the research idol I've pursued for years, and I'm the mysterious pi he's been searching for.
It turns out the best kind of love is when I chase after you, while you've been waiting for me all along.
“Gu Siheng, you're my Schrodinger's cat. Before you open the box, I both love you and don't love you.”
“Shen Zhiyi, I'm not chasing you. I'm making sure you want me to stay by your side, always.”
