"Are we best friends?"
The man turned on the bed lamp, his brows and eyes hidden behind the smoke, making it difficult to see his expression.
"What do you think?"
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Shi Yiyao returned to his hometown to attend the wedding of his high school classmates, and met his classmate Jiang Ze, whom he had not seen for many years.
The two met each other and did not smile or talk.
In everyone's eyes, their relationship has always been as dull as water even if they sit at the same table.
At the end of the day, a car stopped at Shi Yiyao's feet. There was an indifferent and handsome face behind the car window.
Jiang Ze glanced at her casually and asked, "Is nothing wrong?"
Shi Yiyao wanted to pretend to be unfamiliar, but he made him laugh a little when he asked: "What can happen to me?"
Jiang Ze didn't say anything, raised the car window and prepared to pass by.
"——Last night, I accidentally touched it,"
Shi Yiyao spoke, "When we were in Beijing, I set you as my emergency contact, and I never deleted it... I accidentally pressed my phone last night, and it called you on its own."
"Just pretend this never happened, okay?"
The half-raised window paused.
Jiang Ze tilted his head slightly and looked at her, "What you say doesn't count."
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"Being a close friend probably always comes with love."
More than friends, not enough lovers
Mature men and mature women/reunion after a long absence/rental house literature/double cleanliness
First version of copywriting June 2024
Second edition in September 2025
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