She also understood the quiet pressure of having to protect what mattered to you in a world that did not care. For that reason, she wanted to give them a chance. Just a chance, nothing more.
Whether they would survive in the future was still unknown. In this kind of world, being kind once did not guarantee anything. It only opened a door.
Bai Li closed her bag again and glanced at Yan Cijin. Yan Cijin met her eyes and did not say anything, but there was a small understanding there, a quiet one. Bai Li had made a choice, and Yan Cijin had supported it. That was enough for now.
