[PS: Please look at the end of midwinter first - the starlight in Siberia]
Princeton's invitation tore apart the winter night in Moscow—physics genius Yaroslav embarked on a journey to a foreign country, while Nagihaya Takumi's visa dilemma made love fall into quantum entanglement. When the sweetness of the strawberry daifuku crashed in front of the blackboard, the particle collider in Geneva actually became the mediator of the Cold War: one firmly believed that the universe was solvable, and the other was obsessed with the romance of chaos. Under the aurora in Iceland, Yaroslav dug up the volcanic ice with his bare hands, and the blood stains were painted as Lorentz attractors; in a century-old restaurant in Tokyo, Nagihaya Takumi used the vibration frequency of the strings to send the Morse elopement order. In the end, in an abandoned observatory amid a blizzard in Siberia, the two deciphered a cosmic love letter from interstellar signals - a civilization 13.8 Billion light-years away used vibrations to declare that love is the only radiation that escapes black holes. When Yaroslav cast the wedding ring into a Möbius strip, Nagihaya smiled and bit the Nobel medal: "Our coupling constant is equal to the product of the rotation of the galaxy and the duration of the kiss."
Concept: Super string entanglement, love is the ultimate solution to chaos