Chapter 1924: Straight mixed-race students (61)

And the full cover of the alcohol, the rich breath, disgusting around the body.
The psychiatrist gave a slight breath. The severity of this incident exceeded expectations, and she repeatedly thought about it and whispered carefully: "Are you... killing her?"
Seven or eight-year-old child, killing people?
The things that make children fear, there is almost the nausea of ​​being shackled, and the horror of murder and blood.
The other person closed his eyes and shook his head. It seemed a bit stunned for a moment. "I don't know."
He stretched out his white paws and blinked, some awkward. "I don't know, she didn't move, I ran... I don't know if she died... but I think she is dead, I am so scared. I can't say it."
The psychiatrist opened his eyes. "So I didn't tell anyone about this incident? I almost told you about my parents and friends."
The little milk cat shrank and shook his fingertips slightly, shaking his head slightly. "I can't say it."
God.
The psychiatrist has a complicated look.
He was seven or eight years old. Although there was no real harm in his embarrassing situation, his psychological influence was indelible. With such a small age, he used his tiles to kill him almost... How did he come over for so many years?
Not wronged, not afraid?
"Then later, you don't know, is that person dead?" she asked cautiously.
The teenager shook her head in confusion. "She was in the alley, but I didn't hear any news, no newspapers, no news reports, no hospitals and police to look for me... It seems to have passed."
Hearing this, the doctor has understood a lot.

So,
she whispered.
You have been averse to women since then, do you like men?

The young boy in the milk is silent again.
He bowed his head and stared at his wrist for silence.
The psychiatrist glanced at it but didn't see anything on his wrist.
"My temper is not very good, my parents are often not at home, and no one is in charge." He gently turned his wrist. "It seems that there is a girl confession in the class. She said that she likes me, I... I am very disgusted. I seem to see her full of alcohol, and then she is covered with blood..."
He pulled down his small head and the tiny black hair covered the delicate brow. "I said I don't like girls."
The adolescents who always like gossip, passed this sentence directly into homosexuality.
"I don't know what's going on. There are people pointing at it everywhere. The girls look at me and always talk about it. The boys... have become very strange." The teenager gently rubbed his eyebrows and his voice was slightly tired.
"I think it makes sense. I think they said that I am gay... Maybe it is right. Because I have been very scared of girls for so long... I don’t know that I don’t have to like women. My first reaction is very easy, I also I think I will like boys."
His fingers are tight again.
"I told my mother about this."
The psychiatrist followed, feeling a slight nervousness. "That... what did she say?"
Looking for a small head in the continent, the lip color is very light, and it is slightly curved, it seems to be laughing.
"She sent me to the treatment. I heard that the treatment is very effective, but the treatment process should be kept secret. After I signed the confidentiality agreement, they showed me the photos of the male, took a look and used the electric shock rod to pass the electricity once." He picked up Eyes, blue eyes are dull.