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Fear of falling in love, having no desires, being cowardly, being silently accompanied by X, boring and crazy, attacking
[Simple and crude version of copywriting]
A story about a person who has been silently in love with another person for many, many years, quietly and without intrusion, in a way that the other person feels comfortable, but is finally discovered by the other person.
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Literary Edition Copywriting
I have no intention of missing you in this life,
Sit quietly and just watch the wind of the world,
But it's hard to predict,
The wind ruffles the color of the lake,
Then I just sighed,
If you don't miss lovesickness in your life.
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Ever since she was little, she had never had a crush on anyone. She was so close to him, but she was always cold to him.
When she first read Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Ci", she didn't understand its meaning.
Until later she met Mo Qing, and after so many years of going around in circles, she still had to be with him.
Jiang Huilang asked her, wouldn't it be hard to like Mo Qing? Wouldn't it be sad? You like her... Don't you have any idea?
She just smiled: "When you enter my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless love. Huilang, if possible, I just ask myself not to miss her."
If possible, I just ask that I don't miss her and don't understand the pain of lovesickness.
If I were alive, I would never miss lovesickness.
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[Story content version copywriting]
"Qingqing, I have never loved lovesickness in my life, so I love lovesickness, and it hurts lovesickness." I leaned on the balcony with a cigarette in my right hand, half of my face was sunk in the darkness, and I could only see her soft but clear jaw line. She smiled at Mo Qing who was standing in the room looking at her. Because she was drunk, her voice was already charming, weak and boneless, low, like the wind on a high-rise building on a summer night, cool and comfortable but with a bit of heat. "You know, dear, I miss you deeply."
Mo Qing didn't speak, she just covered her face with my slightly cold left hand. Her eyes turned red and tears rolled down uncontrollably.
I saw her crying first, so I wiped her tears with my hands. Then, as if surprised by the real touch of tears, I came closer, stretched out the tip of my tongue and gently licked the tear drop on the corner of Mo Qing's lips. I was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.
"Qingqing, this dream seems so real." I first stretched out my left hand to clasp the back of Mo Qing's head, kissed her lips gently and murmured. "After all these years, today's dream is the only one that seems to be true."