Suddenly Became a Boy – What Should I Do? - Chapter 57.1

When the group left the police station, each of them carried a souvenir—a banner emblazoned with bold, ironic titles: “Fighter Against Vice,” “Terminator of Red-Light Districts,” and “Rescuer of My Husband from the Sea of Debauchery.” It was unclear if these were intended as genuine accolades or simply a humorous jab by the police.

The banners were even signed with names like “Mrs. Zhang” and “Mrs. Liu,” making it obvious that the police had no room to display such absurd items on their walls.

Wu Lian took one look at his banner and tossed it to Lin Xin, grumbling, “You hold it. I’ve got better things to do—like dragging Shang Xiaoxia out of here.”

Somehow, Shang Xiaoxia’s gossip radar had gone into overdrive, driven by her insatiable curiosity and uncanny knack for detecting the faintest hint of drama. The moment she caught wind of an incident, she rushed to the scene faster than a Hong Kong paparazzo, arriving at the police station just minutes after the officers. Unfortunately, she never got the chance to say a word before her part in the story was already over.

Meanwhile, Cheng Shiyin had latched onto Lin Xin’s ear and was dragging him along as well. The two of them didn’t exchange a single word on their way out, finally stopping at the paper-wrapped fish restaurant where they had planned to eat earlier.

“Boss, we’ll have the two-flavor fish,” Cheng Shiyin said confidently, finally able to place an order without hesitation.

The paper-wrapped fish sat motionless in the flat pan, exuding a quiet promise of warmth and flavor. As the last diners of the evening, the restaurant was practically silent, save for the murmurs of staff preparing to close up.

Lin Xin and Cheng Shiyin sat across from each other, their eyes locked in a tense silence, their postures stiff and guarded. The air between them was thick with tension, as though the unspoken weight of everything that had transpired hung over the table. Even the restaurant owner seemed to sense the strange mood, glancing over occasionally to check if they’d forgotten to turn on the stove.

“You…” “I…”

They both started speaking at the same time, only to fall silent again.

“You go first.” “No, you.”

Another stretch of awkward silence followed.

The boss, sensing the awkward quiet in his shop, discreetly approached the pan and turned on the heat. The gentle sizzle of protein meeting metal filled the air, breaking the oppressive quiet.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Shiyin instinctively glanced at the cooking fish, and Lin Xin seized the opportunity. “Please wait for me. I’ll be back before it’s ready,” he blurted out before bolting out of the restaurant, leaving Cheng Shiyin alone with nothing but the sound and smell of slowly cooking fish.

It didn’t take long before Lin Xin returned, panting and sweating profusely, his cheeks flushed red from exertion.

Cheng Shiyin tore a piece of napkin from the dispenser and handed it to him. But instead of taking it immediately, Lin Xin reached into the bag he’d brought back and pulled out a stack of documents of various sizes, placing them in front of her.

Only after Cheng Shiyin began flipping through the papers did Lin Xin finally take the napkin and wipe the sweat pouring down his forehead.

He was visibly nervous.

By the time the napkin had absorbed all the sweat, Cheng Shiyin had reached the final document. She raised her head to look at Lin Xin, shook her head in disbelief, and then lowered it again to reread everything from the beginning. Over and over, she examined the papers. Meanwhile, the restaurant owner peeled back the paper covering the fish, revealing its delicious aroma. He even added drinks as per Lin Xin’s request, but Cheng Shiyin was too absorbed to notice.

She was completely lost in the documents, her mind grappling with what seemed impossible.

Among the stack was Lin Xin’s birth certificate, unmistakably marked with the word ‘female,’ leaving no room for doubt. The only photograph from his infancy also left no doubt—Lin Xin had been born a girl.

There were medical records, too, spanning from elementary school to college. Each report confirmed an unremarkable developmental trajectory, consistent with that of a typical girl. Graduation photos showed a gradual transformation over the years, with the final one closely resembling the Lin Xin she had first encountered. And yet, compared to the Lin Xin sitting before her now, the differences were as vast as night and day.