An inexplicable misunderstanding, it's hilarious!

During the National Day holiday, I stayed home with my parents.
I thought it would be boring, so I stocked up on a bunch of TV shows and snacks, planning to just lounge on the sofa. Unexpectedly, my brother came back suddenly, without warning, and with his girlfriend—it was her first time meeting my parents. My brother just graduated and started working in a coastal city in our province, and his girlfriend is from that city; they were college classmates.
My parents were very surprised and delighted, quickly tidying up the house while complaining that my brother hadn't told them beforehand. His girlfriend, my future sister-in-law, is quite pretty, elegant, and has the air of a well-bred lady; I could tell my mom really liked her.
But there was a slight problem with where they would be staying. We have three rooms: one for my parents, one for me, and one for my brother. My brother wanted them to stay in his room, but my parents disagreed, saying they weren't officially married yet and shouldn't mistreat the girl. However, I could tell from my sister-in-law's uneasy expression that they had definitely done something.
My mom insisted that my sister-in-law stay in my room, and I sleep on the sofa in the living room. I didn't really mind. However, my sister-in-law absolutely refused, saying that if that was the case, she wouldn't stay there anymore and couldn't kick her sister out of her room. The final result was that my brother slept in one room, and my sister-in-law and I shared one. I sighed speechlessly; this was a solution only our parents' generation could come up with.
But this didn't deter the two of them, who were deeply in love. Because the balconies outside my brother's and my room were connected, after my parents went to sleep, my brother and I would switch rooms, and then switch back in the morning. Since the rooms were locked, my parents wouldn't come in and wouldn't know who was sleeping inside.
Four days passed quickly like this. On the morning of the fifth day, I woke up with a stomachache. My brother's room didn't have a toilet, so without thinking, I opened the door and went straight to the toilet. When I came out of the toilet feeling refreshed and was walking back to my room, I heard the sound of the door unlocking. I immediately realized that my parents had gone out for a walk and were coming back with breakfast. I quickly ran back to my room, then from the balcony to my room to wake them up and switch back. As it turned out, something went wrong in the room; the door wasn't closed properly when I entered. I quickly woke up the two people who were embracing, and then I heard my mother outside the door saying to my father, "Oh dear, son, you're up! Look, the door's open." Then I heard footsteps, and my mother called out a few more times before pushing the door open and going in.
I thought to myself, "That's it, I'm done for. I'm going to get in trouble for being an accomplice." My sister-in-law looked embarrassed and sat on the bed, at a loss. Just then, I heard my mother's footsteps coming from the balcony. My sister-in-law, quick-witted, immediately lay down on the bed, burrowed under the covers, and covered her head tightly. I followed suit and crawled under the covers, pretending to be asleep with my back to her. My brother, however, couldn't pretend anymore. First, it was too late—Mom was already there—and second, in such a small room with such a small bed, there was nowhere for him to hide.
So, my mother dragged him out of the room. Then I listened intently as my mom scolded him from next door, "How could you two be messing around in the house? Your sister's right there, aren't you ashamed?" At first, my brother just listened without saying anything, but then he replied, "I didn't do anything." My mom then launched into a barrage of criticism, saying things like, "What else did you want to do? There's toilet paper all over the floor..." I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe, my body trembling uncontrollably under the covers. My sister-in-law was so embarrassed she pinched me a couple of times under the covers.
Later, when everyone got up for breakfast, the atmosphere was really strange. Dad was eating while watching the morning news. Mom privately called me aside and asked if I slept well last night. I said, "Pretty good, I slept through the night. If you hadn't woken me up, I would have stayed in bed a little longer." Mom stared at me suspiciously for a while, then went back to the table to eat, but she didn't say anything, her eyes scanning the three of us. My brother seemed completely unconcerned, scrolling through his phone while eating. I was even less concerned, ignoring everyone else and constantly serving food to my sister-in-law. The most pitiful one was probably my sister-in-law; she ate her breakfast with her head down, not saying a word, not looking at her phone. Basically, she ate whatever I put on her plate, and wouldn't eat anything else.
I was almost bursting with rage, turning my gaze away and barely suppressing a laugh. I thought to myself, this misunderstanding is definitely going to be hard to explain; Mom must think I was there while they were doing it, and she's worried about the negative impact it might have on me. After finishing her meal, my sister-in-law packed her things and left with my brother. Even now, thinking about it, I can't help but laugh, hahaha.

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