The Best Kind Of Love

'What a coincidence, I'm not a good person either.'

When Shui Anluo heard this, she chortled with laughter. However, she was also crying as she laughed.

How could she not love a man like that?

There was no better love than this: If you are vicious, I am vicious too; if you are a bad person, I happen to be a bad person too.

Chu Ningyi gently patted her back, soothing her collapsed mental state.

Shui Anluo raised her head from his shoulder though she kept her arms around his neck. She said hoarsely, "Why won't you tell me that you love me?"

Chu Ningyi raised his brow but lowered his head to kiss her on the lips, using the truth to answer the question.

A flock of seagulls flew into the sky and shot across the horizon. It almost seemed like they had streaked across the final dark cloud between them.

Henceforth, if you kill someone, I would support you. If you start a fire, I would add fuel for you.