Little white people write little white articles
The noob protagonist does noob things
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I sold myself
Sold into the No. 1 Villa in the World
I heard that the owner is a moody weirdo
To run or not to run, that is the question
Xiaoguan said that my copywriting is not like copywriting, how can it be different?
However, I still respect Guan Guan's meaning and add another copy:
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The originally frozen heart was slowly warmed by his smile. Is this renewed expectation for life considered love?
Twenty years together, profound memories, and firm protection. Is this paranoia of never letting go considered love?
They were old acquaintances, and he treated him with care and concern. Could such unconditional tenderness be considered love?
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The road of love is rough and bumpy. Everyone has their own knots and hardships to go through.
The memories of the past that I carry are always heavy shackles.
But even if they are really shackles... They probably still won't give up.
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He asked himself, can he love again? I don't know if that would be considered a betrayal.
He told himself that he only belongs to me. Once lost and found, he will never let go.
He told himself that as long as he was happy and could look at it from a distance, he would feel very satisfied.
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He told himself, I don't know what to have for dinner. Oops, I really want to eat fermented glutinous rice dumplings...
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