His Secret

Lu Xiao said that it only happens when he is sick, taking medication, or receiving treatment in the hospital.

It’s likely the effect of the drugs.

During the time the medication is wearing off, that girl cannot hear his inner thoughts.

I was shocked: “Wait, so your hospitalization last time was on purpose?!”

“That hospitalization was real.” He smiled helplessly, “Qi Mengmeng, use your brain.”

“How could you fake something like that?”

Fair point.

My dad is a tough-as-nails veteran; he says he could endure it when his comrade’s gun accidentally went off and hit his leg back in the day.

But even he couldn’t handle the pain of hemorrhoids.

I looked at him with sympathy. Besides the hemorrhoid surgery,

there’s the mind-reading thing. I wouldn’t be able to handle that if it were me.

Having a perverted man I don’t even like peeking into my thoughts every single day.

I’d go crazy too.

Just then, Lu Xiao’s phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, and the warmth in his eyes instantly vanished, dropping to freezing point.

I saw the muscles in his jaw tighten and then relax.

Then he looked at me, his tone flat but heavy: “You should step away. That maniac is calling.”

“I’m afraid you’ll be scared.”