Copywriting one:
At the end of summer, the evening sky alternates between red and purple, with large areas of thick ink and heavy colors, like an oil painting splashed with dye.
Cars honked and passed by them on the roadside. The willow tree bent down and its branches swayed gently on her shoulders. The railings by the river had just been painted the day before yesterday and now exuded an unpleasant smell of paint.
Shi Qing was wearing a navel-baring white T-shirt and wide-leg jeans today. She had a slender waist and long legs, and her distinct waist was clearly visible.
She looked at the patient in front of her with delicate and deep facial features and pale and thin cheeks. The patient listened to the doctor's words and put on a blue striped hospital gown today.
She smiled, her eyes were bright, and stars seemed to have fallen into them. She used her hands hard, one by one, to break open Lu Ze's fingers that grabbed her wrist. Her tone was as gentle as usual,
"I never liked you, Lu Ze"
Copywriting two:
A few years later, on the day when Shi Qing came back from abroad, she happened to have a high school reunion that happened every five years.
It was hard to reject the warm hospitality, so she accepted the invitation.
At the banquet, Lu Ze arrived late with a woman in his arms.
The black baseball uniform jacket was open, with a white T-shirt underneath, and a pair of white and shiny AJs on his feet. He sat down opposite her and spoke to the female companion with his face turned sideways.
His friends at the banquet joked, "My new girlfriend!"
He lightly raised his eyelashes and said, "That's enough."
Later, she drank too much and got up to go to the bathroom. When she came out, she met him guarding him in the corner.
His long legs rested on the ground easily, his back leaned against the wall, and his chin was much smoother and sharper than a few years ago. Hearing the noise, he put out his cigarette butt and squinted to look over.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
Concept: romance, secret love