[Copywriting 1: Director Wen's face online version]
She secretly shed tears on the rooftop, but was caught by her boss back home.
"Maybe you need this?" Wen Zhiyan handed over a pack of tissues, "I just happened to be passing by."
When she got close, the pleasant smell of the other person's body was like the fragrance of osmanthus on the way to school, which made Zuo Jia feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy towards her, but she knew very clearly that there was a high probability that they would not be from the same world.
Therefore, Zuo Jia consciously kept his distance.
"I'll give this back to you." At the welcome meeting, Zuo Jia took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Wen Zhiyan, who was suspected of being his "boss."
"Thank you?" Wen Zhiyan was aroused by Zuo Jia's almost cute sincerity, but the fingertips that accidentally touched refused to leave.
"..." An unprecedented electric feeling spread from his fingertips to the tip of his heart, and Zuo Jia simply turned his head away.
"I said, thank you, kid." Wen Zhiyan saw her shyness, but wanted a response, an interesting response.
As a result, Wen Zhiyan continued to break the distance.
[Copywriting 2: Director Wen's face offline version]
Many years ago, Xiao Wen Zhiyan rescued Xiao Zuojia who was bullied.
"My father said that a girl's tears are pearls and should not be shed casually outside."
She circled her sleeves and gently wiped Zuo Jia's tears.
"I'm giving you the deer, please don't cry."
"Your father... Lied to you," Xiao Zuojia corrected honestly. "Tears... Will not turn into pearls."
Xiao Wen Zhiyan's heart collapsed: I'm dizzy, why doesn't this person follow the script?
Many years later, the two met again, but they no longer recognized each other.
After the welcome party, Wen Zhiyan looked at Zuo Jia's little deer pendant left in the passenger seat and was distracted.
"Is it a very important thing?" When returning it, Wen Zhiyan asked insinuatingly.
"It's a gift from a very important person, so I have to keep it well."
"But I almost lost it."
Wen Zhiyan felt unhappy: Question, how should I let her know that it was me who sent it!
Waiting online, it's very urgent!
Purpose: Life will never come back again, so you have to live the way you like.
