Bai Xiao noticed she hadn't moved for a while and gently called, "Luoxi, what's wrong? Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"
Yan Luoxi shivered slightly, as if startled by something. She raised her lashes slightly, looking at Bai Xiao, a trace of vulnerability flashing in her eyes, "I-I'm a little scared."
She clenched her fists, sweating in her palms, wondering if this production record might overturn everything she knew from the past.
Bai Xiao felt a bit heartbroken. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, holding onto the corner of the file bag with the other hand, "If you're scared, we won't look at it. How about we destroy it?"
Yan Luoxi closed her eyes gently. Bai Xiao tried to pull the file bag from her hand, but it didn't move at all. He softly called, "Luoxi, give me the file."
