During the mid-morning break, Xi Siyan continued working on his competition problems as usual, but today he was frequently distracted, glancing from time to time at the empty seat beside him.
Unable to hold back any longer, for the first time in his life, Xi Siyan took the initiative to speak non-business-related words to a girl.
He lightly tapped Xiao Rou on the shoulder: "Mind if I ask, she... what's going on?"
Although Xi Siyan's tone was calm, Xiao Rou was almost scared to death by him; the iceberg actually took the initiative to talk to her?
Not only Xiao Rou but even Xiao Rou's desk mate was stunned.
They were a group of four, but Xiao Rou's desk mate was a taciturn boy who spoke very little, and Xi Siyan spoke even less, so their relationship seemed not as lively as others in a four-person group.
Xiao Rou swallowed hard, then spoke up: "Cheng Chen is sick. She's in the hospital now. She should be back tomorrow."
Xi Siyan's brow furrowed slightly. Sick?
