Xiao Rou hadn't had the chance to teasingly flirt, Zhou Chengchen already ran over.
Holding her little face up, looking at Xi Siyan excitedly yet with a hint of apprehension: "Waiting for me?"
Xi Siyan barely smiled: "Hmm."
Zhou Chengchen didn't feel anything was amiss, it seemed quite normal, but Xiao Rou watching from behind was dumbfounded.
This... this this... is this the Xi Siyan she knows?
She couldn't quite say what's wrong, but nothing seemed right.
Xi Siyan's icy aloofness, the whole class basically knows it; his coldness isn't really sarcastic or annoying, nor is he completely ignoring people, it's just cold like snowflakes, looks pure and beautiful, also very soft without any prickles, but when touched, it's icy.
But now, Xiao Rou realizes that facing Zhou Chengchen, Xi Siyan doesn't give her that icy feeling, although he still had no expression on his face nor said anything.
Xi Siyan now seemed like just a silent person, not the big iceberg she usually knows.
