"Here, can I take a personal photo?"
"Of course."
"Well, actually, I don't have any big requirements. I just want to be photographed looking pretty, and prettier. I'm a proud and conceited person. It's not like I'm a celebrity, but I look down on everyone. Even when I'm socializing with others, I still look down on everyone."
"I see. I'm the same. Everyone has a proud character, right?"
"Maybe, but sometimes, I really don't want my personality. Because of me, I'm still alone now."
"I see. Is it that you don't like anyone and don't want to be with anyone?"
"That's right. However, once I choose someone, I get very used to them. It creates a vicious cycle. I might not like a guy at first, but then he treats me incredibly well. I get super used to him. Then, if he suddenly disappears one day, I'll go crazy and search the world for him."
"That's because there aren't many people pursuing you. For me, if one person suddenly disappears, it's nothing. There are still many other boys who are good to me. Maybe it will be many years before I remember that there was such a person who suddenly disappeared."
"Are you going to die if you don't pretend? If you really had so many boys who liked you, would you open this shop by yourself? There would definitely be a lot of people surrounding you."
"Well, maybe it's true. But I'm a low-key person. I stopped them and didn't let them come."
"Oh, so that's how it is. Haha, you'd better take a personal photo of me as soon as possible."
"Did you make this hairpin yourself?"
"It's the boys who admire me who do this. Isn't it very delicate? Actually, these are nothing. Let me tell you this, they are always very nice to me. Since so many people are nice to me, why should I be nice to one person in particular? I really don't understand. I am obviously a great beauty. As long as I smile gently, there will be a lot of boys buying me food, clothes, and daily necessities, even cars and houses. So, I am just like that. But now no one wants to care about me anymore. I am just a little older, but I still have a lot of suitors. But I don't have time. I have my own things to do. Otherwise, I will definitely make everyone like me because I have this ability."
"I understand. People like me think any guy they're with is a blessing, too low a price to pay, and therefore, never look for a partner. Hahaha, it's because they're too beautiful, with so many suitors, that they're unwilling to compromise themselves and insist on being with just one person, cutting off all ties with everyone else. If that's the case, then I don't believe one person's love can win over the majority, is that what you're saying?"
"Yes, yes, let's shake hands, but why is my head bleeding?"
"I might have been too excited just now and treated your head like a game of whack-a-mole. I'm really sorry."
"Blood? I'm afraid of blood. I really am afraid of blood."
"You're afraid of blood, aren't you supposed to faint at the sight of blood? But what you see isn't blood, it's paint. It turns out the hairpin has faded. Sorry, I'll replace it for you."
"What kind of counterfeit product is this?"
"You have too much brain oil..."
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