Translator: Cheese

Proofreader/editor: Piper

Her voice sounded anxious. Youre out in the sun, so you cant see how cruel the entertainment industry is¹. You have offended too many people. Even though there are fans holding you up, if one day they step down, who then will help you?

He Poan didnt expect her to worry about this.

Bai Weiwei sighed, I dont have power anymore. I cant help you when that time comes.

He didnt need her help.

Bai Weiwei smiled bitterly, You probably dont want me to help you. Even if I wanted to advise you not to be too proud and to be more modest, you wouldnt listen to me.

He Poan:

He was red and purple. Everybody who saw him would compliment him. Who dared to say that he was not good?

Bai Weiwei humbled him.

He Poans heart was soft, and he knew that she was right.

Bai Weiweis fingers left his face, and He Poan still felt the lingering warmth.

When I was a child, there were a lot of ugly red spots on my face.

Bai Weiwei seemed a little sad, her voice reminiscent. At that time, I was bullied and no one helped me. Everyone said that I was ugly.

Who was ugly? He was the best-looking person in the world, and second place was Bai Weiwei.

There was no third place. They were all ugly.

I was ashamed of myself. And I felt ugly even after the red spots on my face disappeared.

He Poans eyelashes trembled. He didnt understand this inferiority complex because he was praised from a young age.

Bai Weiwei touched her face. I started to use makeup. And it was only when I looked at my made-up face that I could be a little confident

Was this why she didnt dare to see people without makeup?

He Poan had thought that she was just haughty. He suddenly felt a little upset.

When I first saw you, I thought that you were very beautiful and confident, completely different from me.

Bai Weiwei said sweetly, I was always thinking about you. I wish I had been as beautiful as you. Then I could have left the house.

The more He Poan listened, the more upset he felt, and the more he wanted to comfort her and say, You look beautiful, too.

Bai Weiwei laughed, But you didnt like me, and I felt more and more inferior.

He Poan felt his heart twist, and was overwhelmed with pain.

Was her inferiority complex caused by him?

Bai Weiwei said with relief: Now I dont care. If you feel inferior, you feel inferior. I dont have to act anymore anyways, so I dont need to pretend Im confident.

He Poans heart twisted again. She couldnt act, and he was the one who suppressed her.

Bai Weiweis voice lowered, And I gave up on you, so I dont need to be dressed up in front of you.

His heart was not twisted, but it was cut with hatred, and a blood-soaked pain ran over him.

He Poan sat up quickly, You are beautiful.

Bai Weiwei was shocked and quickly looked away.

He Poan was embarrassed, No, I mean, the night is very beautiful.

Bai Weiwei looked out the window. It was a sad, cold, and rainy night. Beautiful?

He Poan was even more embarrassed. He was out of his mind. What was he trying to say? Why couldnt he say what he wanted to say?

Why was it that at the key moment, his mouth was zipped shut?

He rushed to remedy the situation and wanted to restore his good image. I said, what are you ashamed of? Look at your eyes, like stars. Look at your mouth, like a rose. Look at your skin. Its not as white as snow like mine, but its pretty.

^{1: Im not fluent in Chinese, but I took this to mean that He Poan is out in the light, so he doesnt see whats going on in the shadows.}