See Maggie again, she asked me to go to a concert, I suddenly realized: she is a prostitute! In fact, I should have guessed that I didn’t know what I was thinking. I made friends with such people. And she obviously thought of me as a peer, asking about my “business” from time to time. At this time, my vanity seems to have the upper hand. Since she regards me as a prostitute, I can’t just shrink back, so I try my best to describe my prostitution “experience” to Maggie. These fabricated lies actually let her listen with relish, but also introduced her experience to me from time to time, so we were sisters.