Copywriting one:
She met her grandfather at his funeral.
Only that time, at the entrance of the memorial hall, he was dressed elegantly in a formal suit.
She was not impressed by the man.
"Are you Li Entropy, the young lady from the Li family?" His voice came to Li Entropy's ears. It was a bit low and hoarse, but it was indescribably charming. Each word came out slowly from his thin lips.
"Hello." Out of politeness, Li Entropy greeted.
"Hello," Fu Yan stretched out his hand.
Li Entropy had no intention of being grateful and ignored his hand. "The funeral is inside. You can just go in, uncle."
At that time, she had not realized that this calm man would be her lifelong companion.
Intention: boring