Everything that happened last night made Yu'er feel as if she were in a dreamlike fantasy.
She really hadn't anticipated that she would do such a thing with Wang Chen, who was a few years younger than herself.
If it weren't for the vivid memories, she might actually have thought it was all a dream.
Yet, the faint pain that made her frown was clearly telling her that this was reality, a reality that had unmistakably occurred!
For a moment, her emotions were complex, and a sense of intertwined love and hate spontaneously added weight to her heart.
The hate was because she felt Wang Chen had been too crazy, too impulsive.
He took advantage of her under those circumstances.
Of course, in comparison, what she felt toward Wang Chen was more like silent resentment; the one she truly hated was herself.
After all, she couldn't completely blame Wang Chen for yesterday's events.
If she had adamantly refused, she believed Wang Chen wouldn't have done such an excessive thing.
