In the spring of 1980, Ming Sui, a dancer in an art troupe, was told by her superior to go on a blind date. He thumped his chest and promised, "He's Li, a clerk in the logistics department. He's kind and devoted to his family, and he's perfect for you!"
At the same time, He Zheng, the military region's infamous "Iron-Blooded Yama," was forced into a blind date by an old commander. "She's the niece of an instructor in the art troupe. Gentle and virtuous, she's just right for a workaholic like you."
On the day of the date, Ming Sui arrived half an hour late at the state-run restaurant. In a booth by the window, a uniformed man with sharp brows and bright eyes was reading a file. His profile was as sharply defined as if carved by a knife.
He Zheng looked up, and their eyes met. His gaze shifted slightly.
"Comrade Ming Sui?"
"Uh... yes, that's me."
Three days later, Ming Sui stared blankly at the freshly issued marriage certificate in her hands. She'd been set up with a clerk from the logistics department, so how had she ended up with He Zheng, the military region's famous iron-blooded regiment commander?
They said he was stern and intimidating, had no interest in women, and had racked up impressive military achievements at a young age. He was terrifying.
Ming Sui was completely baffled by the mix-up.
"I'm sorry you've been put out." On their wedding night, He Zheng undid the top button of his uniform with one hand, exposing his bobbing Adam's apple. "I'll come home often from now on."
Ming Sui thought it was just a polite remark and had already prepared herself for a marriage of mutual respect and courtesy. She never expected the cold-faced Yama, who was rumored to live only at the barracks, to come home for dinner on time every day.
He handed over his entire salary and savings to her and told her to buy whatever she wanted. She casually mentioned how pretty qipaos were, and the next day his orderly brought her silk fabric to choose from. When she sprained her ankle practicing dance, the tough soldier who never even furrowed his brow on the battlefield carried her to the infirmary in the middle of the night.
He even held her ankle and applied the medicine himself. But as he rubbed, his hand wandered somewhere else...
After several shy months of married life, Ming Sui finally realized: how had this mistaken match come to feel more and more like a carefully laid plan?
Then one day, she found a yellowed photo album in He Zheng's study.
In one photo, beside the lead dancer performing Swan Lake onstage, there was a girl who had accidentally fallen and burst into tears right there onstage. It was Ming Sui, making her debut as a young dancer.
Ming Sui: ???
That was the only dark stain in her dancing career.
Her husband had kept it like a treasure :)
#A fateful mix-up (x), carefully planned all along (check)
#Iron-blooded commander x sweet, dazed little swan#
[One-on-one romance, both leads are each other's first, marriage before love, sweet period romance]
Theme: Love yourself before loving someone else.