Si Ye was speechless.
The others wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words.
They thought Si Chengye's emotions would be intense, but he appeared quite normal. Turning around, he just looked a bit grave.
He looked at Si Ye and asked insistently, "What exactly is the situation? Don't hide it from me, tell me the truth."
Si Ye pressed his lips, staying silent; he then looked at Chen Zhi and asked softly, "Xiaozhi, can you tell me?"
Chen Zhi was already very sad, and hearing his gentle tone made her want to cry even more, her tears just flowed out. In Si Chengye's eyes, a heavy sorrow flashed, no need to ask anything else, he already knew, he understood.
"Is it that your mother's health has already reached the point of exhaustion?" To his surprise, he found he could ask this question quite calmly.
"Dad..."
