But would the very character traits and qualities that she valued most in him, the ones that filled her with positive energy, be stripped away by the pressures of people and his environment?
Amitābha Buddha!
Seeing her worried little expression, Xing Liehuo chuckled deeply and asked her intently, "Do you really think I'm good?"
"Yeah!"
"Silly girl, that's because you haven't seen my bad side. Bad people don't have signs on their faces, and sometimes, they even seem kinder than good people."
Sighing inwardly at his woman's simple-mindedness, Xing Liehuo didn't know how to explain to her the complex and intricate nature of these relationships.
He felt a mix of helplessness and being touched.
"I don't care, I still think you're a good person!"
Touching her nose, Lian Qiao said this, feeling somewhat silly herself.
In a society where humanity seemed to be decaying, what measure could one use to weigh morality and kindness?
Did she think he was a good person?
