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Xin Wan looked at her in bewilderment, nausea and fear surged up almost instinctively, his face was pale, trembling unconsciously, he took a step back.

"You can tell us about the inhumane treatment you received inside, and we will do our best to help you," the female reporter said in a helpful voice, but her voice was cold. "As far as we know, the correction center will take Various therapies, chief among them being electroshock therapy, have they ever treated you this way?"

Xin Wan broke out in cold sweat, his clothes stuck to his back, and the wind blew in with the rain, making his body chill. He shook his head vigorously and said, "I'm not, don't ask..."

"In addition to electric shock therapy, have you ever received hypnotherapy? As for another 'patient' we interviewed, he said that he would give you electric shocks during hypnosis," the female reporter stared at him, "What form of hypnosis will they give you? ?”

Questions were thrown one after another, strange and sharp stabs at him, the speed of speech was too fast to hear the content, and the sound of shooting continued, as if trying to gouge out his flesh.

Xin Wan's legs and feet went weak unconsciously, and when the female reporter touched his body, he fell so limp, knocking on the floor in a kneeling position.

Frightened, Qiuqiu broke free from his arms. The reporter stepped on its soft white tail, which caused a shrill scream. It slipped away from the gap between its legs in embarrassment. Xin Wan was covered in cold sweat and muttered "Qiaoqiu", I watched Qiuqiu disappear before my eyes, including its limp right hind leg and dirty tail.

Xin Wan couldn't stand up, he wanted to crawl to coax Qiuqiu back, but the reporters surrounded him.

"In the correctional center, you should have good partners. Did any of them commit suicide because of this? How do doctors deal with the aftermath of suicide?"

"Don't ask me! I don't know," Xin Wan's ears were buzzing, "I don't remember..."

"Please cooperate with us, this is not only good for the rectification of the correction center, but also good for helping homosexual patients like you—"

"I'm not gay!" Xin Wan suddenly screamed, clutching her head, trembling, "I'm not! I'm not!" His eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to push the person in front of him, "Get out! Get out! !"

His mind was in chaos, like a movie rewinding, or at the bottom of a mountain torrent, hundreds of thousands of tons of muddy water, and thousands of boulders were pressing on him, as if they had exploded, making his bloody and bloody.

"Please cooperate!"

Xin Wan collapsed completely, tears and snot flowed out, she curled up and cried as if trying to escape.There was a sudden sound beside her, and the camera fell to the ground. Xin Wan instinctively moved back and looked over with tears in her eyes.

He saw Song Heng in a daze, dripping wet, his figure was in a mess, his hair and clothes were all over, he grabbed the lapel of the camera and slammed it heavily against the wall, but his eyes were extremely cruel: "Are you looking for death?"

Unable to breathe, his body ached, suffering like suffocation, Xin Wan clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, the figures in front of him overlapped and distorted, he was crying as if venting, and wanted to escape, when suddenly his body fell into a warm embrace.

Like a frightened bird, Xin Wan subconsciously struggled violently, shouting "Don't touch me".He was patted twice on the back, and a voice rang in his ears: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

"Don't be afraid, they're gone."

Song Heng half-kneeled in front of him, the water on his clothes fell on him, cold and wet, and hugged him.

Xin Wan trembled all over, the struggle stopped, she bit her lip and whimpered, grabbed Song Heng's clothes, and murmured unconsciously, as if in chaos: "I'm not gay, I'm not, you believe me, I'm not..."

There was a buzzing in his head, making Xin Wan almost go crazy, until he heard a "hmm" in a very gentle voice: "I believe in you."

Xin Wan nodded indiscriminately, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she completely collapsed in his arms.

"Do you have someone you like?"

The doctor in a white coat asked him, his face blurred, but he smiled gently, as if he was just chatting with him.Xin Wan nodded and said "yes".

"What's his name?"

Xin Wan's mind went blank, she shook her head blankly, the doctor's hand was on his shoulder, "It's okay, then let's use 'he' instead, okay?" With a very warm tone, Xin Wan also laughed.

It was a white bed, and the light was also silver-white. It was very comfortable to lie on. After taking the medicine, his eyelids became heavy. He heard the doctor whispering in his ear, like a mother coaxing a child, and slowly said to him:

"He loves you very much. He is a college student like you. You haven't seen each other for a long time. He came to see you on a plane overnight. You make an appointment to meet. The first thing you do is kiss. You remember the feeling of kissing him, yes ?"

Xin Wan was immersed in it, nodded and wanted to laugh unconsciously.

"His body is very hot, he is taller than you, and he can hug you tightly. Your body reacted, and you didn't even have time to eat, so you went to the supermarket shelf at the door and got condoms and lubrication," the doctor continued. "The front desk handed you room cards, and you successfully reserved a big bed room. As soon as you entered the door, he kissed you, called your name, and loved you so much. You leaned against the door and started touching each other's bodies. You Like his body, you love everything about him, it's not enough just touching him, you know you need more than that."

Yes.The eyeballs under Xin Wan's eyelids were rolling, thinking: He loves everything about that person, including his face, body, soul and thoughts—it is sweet, warm, and sweet like sugar water.

"You love his male flesh, his bulging muscles, the blue veins on his forearms, and he unbuttons your pants, just like you have done countless times in bed with him before."

No, he doesn't have a lot of muscle, he's tall and just the right size.

But this does not prevent Xin Wan from continuing to fantasize. He unconsciously breathes and heats up, and his body responds vaguely.

"You go to bed, do dirty and disgusting things on a clean bed, and accept him with the part of excretion."

Not dirty, Xin Wan clasped his hands lightly, wanting to refute, saying that he was very clean.

The doctor's tone suddenly turned cold, "Don't you feel sick?" Kicking the chair away, Xin Wan couldn't get out of the hypnotic state. He heard two words that were barely audible - electric shock, and then a needle came from his head. Tingling pain.The severe pain made Xin Wan yell out, breaking out in cold sweat, and sat up from the bed.

"Have a nightmare?"

Xin Wan looked over in a daze, and met Song Heng's eyes.

The surroundings are bright, not chaotic and dark, and the rain outside the window is still falling, with a faint sound.Song Heng was sitting by the bed, he should have just taken a shower, with a white towel on his shoulders, the ends of his hair were still dripping, and his clothes were dry and fresh.

"Brother..." Xin Wan stared at him blankly, her face pale, "I'm having a nightmare."

He had a nightmare, but his mind was blank. Like countless times before, there were only fragments of the dream, and he couldn't think of anything even though he hadn't recovered from the intense pain. This was very frustrating. .

Xin Wan suddenly raised her hand and slammed her temple heavily.

The second movement was stopped, Song Heng grabbed his wrist and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"I can't remember what I dreamed about," Xin Wan looked at him helplessly, "I don't remember."

Song Heng's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "Then don't think about it, just wake up from the nightmare."

His temples were flushed, and Xin Wan's strength could be seen, Song Heng let go of his wrist, "Take everything as God's arrangement, since you can't remember it, just let it go and forget it, it will be better—you said If so, remember?"

After finishing speaking, Xin Wan hugged him.

He hugged his neck and buried his head in the hollow of his neck with a tight force. Only then did Song Heng realize that Xin Wan's body was shaking violently. She didn't cry, perhaps because the tears had already flowed down before, and her dry eye sockets were not dry. Not for pain, but with a whimper, like a quail in the rain.

"It hurts, I remember it hurts, my head hurts, my arm hurts," Xin Wan clenched his clothes tightly, her voice tremblingly revealing the deep fear, "I'm afraid, brother, hug me..."

Song Heng paused, and put his hands on his back——Xin Wan is very thin, with protruding butterfly bones that look thin.He said softly, "It won't hurt anymore."

Song Heng's arms are very hot, as if holding him is safe.

He hugged him even tighter, smelling the faint smell of rain on his body, the smell of shower gel was a latecomer, the white towel was soaked with water dripping from the end of his hair, and it was wet, Xin Wan imagined that the towel was covered with tears, replacing He cried a lot.

I don't know how long I hugged him, but Song Heng didn't say much comforting words from the beginning to the end, just occasionally patted him on the back. In that kind of tranquility, Xin Wan's body gradually stopped shaking and gradually calmed down.

He suddenly remembered something, got up from Song Heng's arms, his tone was flustered, and he was anxious to turn over and get out of bed: "Qiaoqiu, by the way, Qiuqiu ran out, I have to find it!"

"Change your clothes first, don't worry, you won't lose it," Song Heng pressed his shoulder, "I'll take you out to find it."

Xin Wan believed Song Heng's words for no reason, and nodded hurriedly.