Copywriting 1
Taking a glance at the examination room, Zhao Musheng was fascinated by the young man in front of him.
His eyebrows are tired, he is in full bloom, and he is as cold as a banished immortal.
At that time, Zhao Mu only wanted to pull him down from the altar and take him as his own.
The boy in the black and white school uniform stunned her entire youth.
Ten years of caution.
Ten years of hardship.
She endures.
When they parted, she left him a kiss, reluctant to leave.
Copywriting 2
Meet the boy again.
Already on his own.
Compared to five years ago, men are more elegant and more dignified.
But inside I was devastated.
"Dr. Zhao, have you ever heard a word?"
The woman who was prescribing medicine paused.
"A disease of the heart requires a heart medicine doctor."
"You are my medicine."
Shen Xian pushed her against the wall like crazy.
"Zhao Mu, I owe you a kiss."
I owe you a kiss, and I owe you ten years. I am willing to spend the rest of my life repaying you.
Copywriting three
"Shen Xian, asking a person to wait for ten years is really not an act of a sage."
The little girl burst into tears, as if she didn't want any money.
Shen Xian hugged her silently.
"Good boy, Mumu, don't cry. I'm not a saint, I'm just a little bastard who kept you waiting for so long."
Not anymore, never again.
Zhao Mu, I will love you forever until death.
You are my salvation and the first light that belongs to me in that long period of darkness.
Intention: Shen Xian's love is warm and long-lasting.