Bai Xiaoxiao knew that her words were like a knife cutting into Wen Ran's heart, but she had to say them. She couldn't stand by and watch Wen Ran sink deeper into the abyss of love and pain.
She understood Wen Ran. If she herself had made such a venomous oath today, she wouldn't dare to break her promise either. Perhaps people are like that, not caring about themselves, but caring about the ones they care about.
(It wasn't just Wen Ran who was like that, Bai Xiaoxiao would be the same, and most people would; just like when someone sends a message that says failure to forward will result in the death of the recipient's entire family, even though they know it's not credible, it still makes them feel extremely uncomfortable.)
Moreover, for Wen Ran, it was an oath.
Her eyelids drooped slightly as she pursed her lips and stopped talking.
In her heart, she was considering Bai Xiaoxiao's suggestion. If Mo Xiuchen truly didn't want to let go, perhaps that was the only option she had.
