Copywriting 1
Yan Qiao first met Shi Meng on the first day of junior high school.
The young man was thin, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and his slightly curly hair seemed to be golden in the sunlight. Even though it was just a back view, it was enough to make Yan Qiao's eyes brighten.
Copywriting 2
In high school, Meng went to the science class, while Yan Qiao, who was not good at math, chose to go to the liberal arts class.
During the three years of high school, the two of them didn't have many opportunities to meet each other. The meeting at the stairway during lunch every day was the only chance for the two to meet.
"Did you go to the first window to eat again, Yanyan?"
"Of course, the lady at the window is nice and down to earth. I highly recommend her to you."
"Yes, yes, I must go"
Copywriting three
Shi Meng has always been a legendary child of someone else's family. He went to a famous 985 in province A as he wished for the college entrance examination. As for Qiao, he stayed at an ordinary second-tier college in the province. Such two people who should not have any intersection, but because of a small thing, their relationship got closer...
Copywriting four
"Why aren't you with Shi Meng? Your relationship is so enviable. It's not an exaggeration to call them a couple." Fu Xi asked in confusion.
"How is that possible? We are friends, okay? And you know what I hate the most is the kind of person who swears that I just treat you as a friend, but ends up telling you that I have always liked you. After being friends for so many years, it would be embarrassing to think about being lovers, okay?" Yan Qiao said to her.
Fu Xi's hand in his pocket paused for a moment, and the phone he was talking on in his pocket was a bit dazzling.
"Why do you always cover your eyes with your hands? Do all great gods think like this?" Yan Qiao often asked Shi Meng, but never heard his explanation.
"Yanyan, you know, I have told myself over and over again that you just treat me as a friend. But how much I hope that the love buried deep in my heart can see the light of day one day.
Whenever I cover my eyes with my palms, it's not because I'm thinking, but because I don't want you to see the unstoppable heartbeat in my eyes. - Shi Meng
Motto: As long as you like it, it's never too late no matter how long it takes