Flying Gulls Never Land

Cold and heartless meets sunshine and warmth. This is what it was like when Sheng Minou met Lu Feng. It was when abnormal met abnormal. If a monster can only love a monster, then I will become a monster. I wish to meet the beast hiding beneath painted skin, that when it breaks free from its binds, it will come at be with sharpened teeth and go straight for my neck. My delusion, my obsession. I thought I had done it perfectly, but he knew everything. The gull knows the fisherman's thoughts, it always dances but never lands.