Morning, Dusk and Starlight

Alone in Shanghai, Su Nian is the most inconspicuous person in the workplace. During the day, she was immersed in writing manuscripts in the cubicle, and at night, she returned to the small ancestral house to deal with the demands of her family. She was like a taut string until she met Lu Zeyan at a cultural and creative project meeting. He was wearing a suit and tie, and was an evaluator sent by an investment bank. He calmly pointed out that her eyes were red. Later, he saw her staying up late into the night writing a copy, and he also saw her being cornered by her family. And she saw him standing in the intangible cultural heritage exhibition hall, showing rare tenderness towards the lost embroidery. "Su Nian, you deserve to be seen." "Lu Zeyan, can you stop standing at a safe distance all the time?" In three years, she grew from a neglected content editor to a solo entrepreneur. He left the investment bank to establish a cultural and creative fund. When she gave her acceptance speech on the platform she founded, he stood in the audience and finally said what was deep in his heart: "On this road, the only thing I didn't plan for was that I would love you so much."