Xu Sheng turned around, lowering his voice as he spoke.
"Not long ago, I overheard a conversation between my grandmother and my father… and I found out a big secret. It's about the true origins of you three siblings. I don't know if I should tell you this—but I want to. And I hope that once you know, I can call you 'big brother' too."
Su Bing said nothing at first. His gaze was calmly sweeping the room—white walls, clean air, a wooden nightstand beside the hospital bed.
On it sat a single photo in a polished wooden frame. A family portrait. Everyone was smiling in the picture, perfectly posed, the kind of photograph you could tell had been taken with care.
He furrowed his brows slightly as Xu Sheng continued.
"But how would your grandmother and father know anything about our background?" Su Bing asked, his voice level but suspicious.
Xu Sheng didn't answer right away. Instead, he picked up the family portrait and handed it gently to Su Bing.
