Shangye has been planning the next thing, and Xiaocao has been staying in the study until midnight, when Xiaocao came out, took a document and walked into Shangye's room

"what's the matter?" Shangye sits up, looks at her, and looks at the familiar document in her hand. Damn it, didn't I throw it away?

the grass's tears flowed like the ceaseless rain, and lifted it up with trembling, "so that's why!" She didn't throw them all over the sky, but gently put them in front of Shangye. Shangye frowned, looked at the document, looked at her, and stood up. "It's not what you think."

the grass shook his head. "I...