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Copywriting one: Jiang Xu transferred from Qinglin, which everyone envied, just for Lin Ye. Lin also seemed to have changed, but also seemed not to have changed. He is obviously still the same person, but he is not that person. He was not the lively and cheerful boy in his memory. Instead, he was a depressed, silent young man who exuded a dead air. Copywriting two: Lin Ye buried his whole head in Jiang Xu's neck, his body couldn't stop shaking, and he kept mumbling, "Jiang Xu, it hurts..." Jiang Xu patted his back gently, looked at Lin Ye with a hint of distress and tenderness in his eyes, and coaxed softly in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..." He repeated this sentence over and over again. Until the people in his arms gradually became quiet. Copywriting three: Lin Ye walked out of the dark and damp alley. His eyes were blank and his lips lost color. His face was sickly pale, and there was a bright red line on his slender neck, which was shocking under the fair skin. Several buttons on his collar were broken off, and his snow-white shirt was in tatters, with mottled bright red spots on it. He dragged his broken body towards Jiang Xu, his eyes were red and his voice was filled with tears, "Jiang Xu, I'm dirty..." ---- Write whatever comes to mind in this article 10.25 Intention: Break through the darkness and welcome the light