When Lin Xiaoman discovered that she could suddenly see everyone's favorability towards her, her college life turned into a giant strategy game. There were numbers floating above everyone's heads - the teacher's expectations for her were +65, her roommate's friendship remained at +82, and the boy named Zhou Yuan who always sat in the corner of the library, his favorability towards her stubbornly showed a dazzling -20.
What's worse is that Zhou Yu'an is the only object in this story that she cannot conquer. Those carefully planned "accidental encounters", those just-right help, those pretended to be unintentional concerns, all resulted in the calm indifference of the numbers above his head. Until the meteor shower in her sophomore year, after staying up all night observing at the observatory, the number system that had been with her for a whole year suddenly disappeared.
There was no farewell, no warning, like a dream that had been going on for too long, leaving only confusion when I woke up.
And Zhou Yuan, the person she thought she could never get close to, held her hand in the morning when the numbers disappeared.
"Lin Xiaoman," he said, with a warmth in his voice that she had never heard before, "my feelings for you are beyond any measurable range."
Purpose: Rediscover the essence of love at the boundary between data and emotion