"You hate him?" Ming Xiaoyu asked with a surprised look.
Su Yanruo shrugged, "Not really."
"Then what do you mean?"
"Ummm..... it's more of like I don't want to do anything with me. The far I stay away from him, the better. It's that kind of a feeling....." Su Yanruo said mysteriously. She was confused about her feelings for this person. This man with whom she danced tonight was the most handsome man she had ever met in her life and he was the same man she had been drawing since she was little. However, she felt that it was quite strange that whenever she would think of this man, she would get this small feeling of hating him. As if, he had done something wrong with her for which she would never forgive him for.
