"What do you mean by looking at me like that?"
Hu Jiawei touched her own face. Is there a flower on my face?
Shen Jiayi said nothing, only hesitating slightly.
Hu Jiawei laughed.
"You think I'm great, don't you? I forgave you so easily."
Shen Jiayi neither confirmed nor denied it.
Hu Jiawei laughed even louder.
"I'm not great. I just know my own limits, okay?"
"But you were clearly very confident a few days ago."
"That was self-hypnosis."
Hu Jiawei sighed and said glumly,
"You know how good I've been to Ding Ling lately. In the end, my progress is still zero."
She released Shen Jiayi and took a palm-sized mirror from her pocket. After checking her own face, she looked at Shen Jiayi's, growing even sadder.
"I carefully compared our faces. I have to admit, compared to you, I'm far inferior."
She put away the mirror, rubbed her face, and pouted unhappily.
"My parents' genes are just like this. I was born this way. What can I do? Ding Ling is so handsome, so he should be paired with a great beauty. I'm not pretty, my grades are average, and everything else about me is average too. I know I'm not good enough for Ding Ling. There's no way he could like me.
"Even if I work hard, my innate conditions are right there. Sometimes, even if you don't want to face reality, when reality is in front of you, you have no choice but to acknowledge it."
She continued talking to herself. "Before, I was just encouraging myself. I didn't want to admit defeat so easily. After all, I really like Ding Ling and want a prince charming like him as my husband. Who wouldn't like a prince charming like Ding Ling? He's so young, yet he's