"This woman Jiang Man is very thoughtful."
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Those deep khaki eyes are full of charm, but they always carry a neither salty nor bland look.
She was drunk and dreaming, and she was willing to fall.
The story begins on an ordinary night. He regarded her indifference as the norm and her depression as nature.
Later, a beam of warm sunshine quietly landed on the frozen soil that was about to sleep forever.
Anxiety Painter VS Dark Bar Owner
The mutual salvation between loneliness and isolation.
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Copywriting one:
In the crowded wine hall, the lights are bright, shining wantonly on all kinds of complicated things, crowdfunding is intertwined, and it is dazzling, as if everything is unreal. The free and easy voices of the people cover the worldly music, he and she hug each other gently in the invisible corner, and the souls of forgetful souls cooperate to control the two dancing figures, looming on the wall.
Her expression was very peaceful, with the tranquility of time, and her eyes were firmly locked on the man in front of her.
After a long time, the music and noise gradually subsided, as if they felt at ease after experiencing mania, and the two of them also ended the dance.
She was full of affection, raised the corners of her mouth, and asked softly: "Mr. Cao, are you my light?"
Copywriting two:
Maybe he was really a little drunk, the corners of Jiang Man's eyes were red, charming and seductive. She wanted to penetrate the dim light and see something clearly. The usual coldness has really returned a lot, and the thin lips move slightly, with an imperceptible alienation.
"Mr. Cao, if you don't confess to me, how will I know how much you love me?"
The moonlight hit their calm faces, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingers gently covered his lips that were about to speak, and she said softly: "Shh.
"It will be a secret. "
Intention: There is nothing crazier than loving someone.