He Heard the Moon in the Wind

Seven years ago, he was a cold academic with strong self-esteem and struggling in the quagmire of poverty. She was a warm and bright daughter of a rich family who longed to be loved. In order to give her a decent future, he personally killed the young man who wanted to be a physicist, walked on thin ice in the fame and fortune fair, and became a shrewd and cold-blooded businessman; in order to protect his fragile self-esteem, she quietly broke her wings, signed a ten-year contract of prostitution, and turned the genius muse into a craftsman on the assembly line. After a mudslide and ten minutes of hesitation, he chose to bow to capital and completely lost the girl who had eyes for him. She didn't cry, she just quietly withdrew from his life in the midsummer when the cicadas were chirping. Years later, he rang the bell at the Nasdaq and released the global sensation "The Moon". The world marveled at its intelligence, but she, who was far away at the seaside, knew that the underlying logic of the core code was filled with belated affection and apology. "I tried to buy the moon for sixpence, but it broke." This is a long farewell about growth, cost and miss. He won the world, but lost the only person who wanted to win.