[In that cold and absurd era, a lonely scientific genius, a confused old dream that will sink forever]
Strolling by the mirror-like artificial lake of California Institute of Technology, the lake-circling walking path planted with green willows, bathed in the silver-white snowy moonlight, everything is as ethereal as a dream.
"Shall we study science in such a beautiful place for the rest of our lives?"
He asked cautiously. The starry sky at this time is as beautiful as an eternal mystery
How could he understand that in today's era of Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union, even the most ordinary friendship between him and him could not be tolerated?
Not to mention same-sex love...
The time he spent working together in the laboratory of the Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics had already overdrawn the happiness of his life.
And the ancient legend about a thousand paper cranes is just a dream that I dare not wake up from...