Copywriting one:
When a person who has passed away reappears, how will the people and things around him change? When a person becomes a living being that he despises, what kind of pain and struggle will he have? What happens when love is beyond control?
Copywriting two:
"What, who are you?" After receiving no response for a long time, the young man asked again. At the same time, he began to look at the decoration in the room and the reason why he appeared here wearing a patient uniform. The standing man took a few deep breaths. It was nothing. Just pretend that things were fine as before. Just pretend. . . Alright.
There is a little helplessness, a little doting and a trace of Yuan Lang's unique hoarseness. Wu Zhe Ding was fascinated by the man who smiled helplessly and sincerely. While Wu Zhe was stunned with his heart beating like thunder, he sadly remembered an idiom... Probably... This is the so-called eternal doom...
The plan is incompetent, so I can only scratch out some fragments. . .
Also: Qianxia Lulu is also my ID - -