Outside the door, Catrina Rodgurez and Nicholas Thompson stood face to face.
Minutes passed, yet neither of them said a word.
One was too hesitant, the other lacked courage.
Looking at the woman he loved, Nicholas Thompson felt a bitter taste in his heart.
He had once gathered the courage to confess his feelings to Catrina, only to learn that she was leaving the country.
"Wait for me to win the Nobel Prize in Physics, then we will be together."
In Nicholas's view, that was tantamount to rejection.
To Catrina, however, it appeared as if Nicholas underestimated her.
What's wrong with the Nobel Prize in Physics, wasn't she excellent?
It was not until later, when she truly entered the field of physics, that she realized her excellence was merely top-tier within a small circle, not remarkable on a larger scale.
Yet, having expressed herself then, she found it difficult to explain now.
