Xiao Jinxing looked at Bai Mowan.
Looked at the tears at the bottom of her eyes.
Looked at the despair in her gaze.
For a long time, in his life, there was only one Bai Mowan.
Only she accompanied him through the toughest times.
Only she gave him the warmth of humanity, keeping him from living like a walking corpse.
The promises he once made to her.
Those heartfelt vows.
Still vivid in his mind.
Bai Mowan's kindness to him, still vivid in his mind.
Xiao Jinxing remained silent.
As if he couldn't speak.
Too much weighed on his chest, unable to respond.
Bai Mowan saw Xiao Jinxing like this.
Suddenly, her heart shattered.
In the past, Xiao Jinxing would certainly not hesitate.
Nor would he be so silent.
His silence was only because he wavered.
His feelings for her had truly wavered.
But she didn't blame Xiao Jinxing.
It was Ye Qichi who was too clever.
Ye Qichi, to win over Xiao Jinxing, had nearly lost his life several times.
She would be moved too.
