Copywriting 1
"I'm so stupid, really." Many years later, Shen Weixu sat in the corner wringing a small handkerchief and wiping tears. "My biological father is not my biological father, and my biological uncle is not my biological uncle. I should have known what would happen next at that moment."
Uncle: "Snow, don't cry. I'll buy oranges for you."
Shen Weishu: "~"
Uncle: "Why don't we approve the memorial all night?"
Shen Moxun: ↖(^ω^)↗
Tomorrow morning, the ministers said: "It's another day for free discussion."
Copywriting 2
Shen from the Imperial Capital: Do you feel comfortable? Feeling is impossible.
Susui: (little resentful eyes) Shen: No, I mean, no one else can be my attacker except Susui.
Well versed: (More resentment)
Shen: What I mean is that even if I starve to death, if I die outside, no one else will be there if I jump from here.
Well versed: (Give me a hug)
Shen: o(╯□╰)o
Mixed flavors, grievance attack (Shen Weishui) × indescribable ghosts and animals (Shen Yanxiu)
All in all, this is a funny story about two funny bis who came together naturally (differently) and (twisted) naturally (twisted).
Ps: Not related by blood, not uncle or nephew