Text text one:
I, Bai Ye
I dreamed back to 4 years ago.
After getting along for a while, I couldn't help but wonder if this was just a coincidence, like someone deliberately arranged it.
Will we make the same mistake again this time?
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Falling red smoke makes it difficult to sleep at night. A cup of turbid wine still lingers.
Withered bones and yellow sand, don't give up your obsession. Heartbroken and full of tears, I recall the first time I met you.
Crazy copywriting two:
What the hell, I woke up and dreamed I was 20 years old. Is this how beautiful women will always be 20?
Putting aside the pain in his body and the knife in the future, rebirth seems to be a good choice.
Having avoided a knife once, I felt confident: Hahaha, this is the movement technique, look at me turning things around! ! !
First person narrative
Mission: Survival of the fittest