His Secret

My dad suddenly had a hemorrhoid flare-up last week.

He couldn’t sit or stand comfortably.

After two days of living on rice porridge, he finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m getting surgery!” my dad howled in pain.

However, the day after the surgery.

“Ahhhhh!!!!” my dad wailed in agony from the hospital bathroom, “I’m never getting hemorrhoid surgery again, waaaaaah!!”

I was chatting with my bestie, who was gossiping about some weird news lately.

Apparently, mind-reading has started spreading from person to person.

I laughed my head off. What is this, a novel?

With my dad screaming like that, I wasn’t in the mood to chat anymore, so I called my mom to tell her to hurry over.

Even though the patient in the next bed hadn’t shown their face yet,

it wasn’t really appropriate for me, a girl, to be the only one guarding him.

When my dad came out of the bathroom, his face was as pale as paper, clearly having just survived a life-or-death struggle.

Just as my mom was about to arrive,

I turned to head toward the hospital room door.

And right at the entrance, a boy suddenly burst in.

He had black hair and black eyes, his expression indifferent.

He was tilting his head, holding a phone between his shoulder and ear while talking,

and his hands were fumbling with the buttons on his clothes. The fact that his hospital gown was buttoned all crooked clearly made him look quite impatient.

I almost screamed: “!!?”

This… isn’t this Lu Xiao, the big shot from the grade above in the next class?!