Hearing those two words, I initially had no reaction because I really couldn't imagine him saying such a thing. Soon after came surprise, shock, wariness, and a bit of fear. From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever hated me; hate was a foreign emotion to me.
My expression was unfriendly, but he suddenly laughed, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Even if you were to get hurt, I still couldn't beat you. Not now, not before, and I think not in the future either."
"Why do you always want to fight me?" I was completely puzzled but took the opportunity to ask the question.
Who knew he'd sigh and say, "Because our acquaintance began with a fight, or rather, it was the fight that made me think of you. If you think about it, it was a case of 'love at first fight,' wasn't it?"
Love at first fight? I've heard of love at first sight, but never that getting beaten up could seal one's affection. Could Dou Nan be the type of masochist that's described in stories?
