The Night is Called Gentle

Under the night sky, the curtain rises love is neither the sole focus nor the endpoint. There is also the pursuit of fame, fortune, and power.

Yan Huaiqing—
Onstage, she is the mesmerizing Yue Opera diva who captivates audiences; offstage, she is the dignified and self-possessed troupe leader.
No one expected that such a disciplined, veteran cadre, a virtuous and accomplished artist would be swept off her feet by a quiet, seemingly harmless young scriptwriter.
And all under the watchful eyes of the entire troupe.

Lin Zhixia—
The newly appointed consultant scriptwriter in the troupe. Outwardly, she appears as a gentle and polite innocent flower, but in reality, she is a young wolf-cub from a powerful family, backed by a formidable maternal pack.
When Yan Huaiqing needed to stage a new play, she became the scriptwriter.
When Yan Huaiqing was offended, she took it upon herself to clear out the anti-fans.
When Yan Huaiqing lacked resources, she willingly became a pawn to elevate her.

In love, she never gives roses instead, she offers stepping stones, resources, and social status.
The first time she revealed her thorns and bared her fangs was in front of Yan Huaiqing.
She tempted her with herself and the power behind her, though in Yan Huaiqing’s eyes, it carried a hint of coercion and threat.

From secret admiration to open pursuit, she entered the game step by step, determined to uncover whose heart beat beneath Yan Huaiqing’s solemn and dignified exterior.

Love is lifting each other higher; love is mutual enhancement.
Determined to raise you to the heavens, determined to see you shine like the bright moon.

Mini Theater:
One day, Yan Huaiqing had just finished showering and was padding over to the bed in slippers when Lin Zhixia stood up and pecked her lips: “Teacher Yan, tonight, be my figurine?”
Yan Huaiqing’s lazy eyelids twitched in inquiry.
“That is, lie down obediently and let me arrange you… I’ll be very careful.” Lin Zhixia produced a silk ribbon from behind her back, slowly winding it around her hand.
After gazing at her fingertips for a long moment, Yan Huaiqing extended her wrist to her: “Want to? Tie me up?”
Lin Zhixia smiled, kissing her as she guided her to the pillow, whispering by her ear: “It’s for blindfolding.”
“Oh. Understood.” Yan Huaiqing settled into a comfortable side-lying position.
“Is that okay?”
“I already am.”

One-sentence summary: Determined to lift you to the heavens.

Theme: Inheriting opera culture—the former reaching lofty heights, the latter carrying the legacy forward.