"Dave, if you must know... Given that I was thousands of miles away from home when it happened, I really still don't fully understand why my father blamed me for my mother's accident and suddenly stopped all my financial resources "I did have some tension with him, but I don't think bringing an FBI agent to my house is the right way to go, and it's gotten to the point where what you're doing is the only way you can do it." Hotch stared at the back of his hand for a moment before finally speaking.

"Accident?" Rossi frowned.

"A car accident." Hotch's tone was flat. "Under pressure from my father, after a very rigorous investigation, it was indeed an accident."

"If your father is still alive, I'd love to investigate him." Rossi snorted.

"Dave." Hotch sighed.

"Or do you want to tell me that someone else caused those scars on your body?"

"...in the last few years of his life, his mother's death, along with the alcohol, completely destroyed his sanity." Hotch averted his eyes. "I can understand."

"Aaron, are you trying to convince me that he didn't do anything to you before that?" Rossi interrupted forcefully, "Is the name of the doctor you went to ask the murderer today unrelated to what you went through?"

"Dave!" Hotch's voice rose slightly, and he almost got up to leave, and he managed to calm down after a while, "I've worked in the legal system for many years, and I'm not technically a novice, Dave, and you Same, I've seen a lot of cases. I'm just trying to prevent him from hurting more kids, some of whom might end up going down the path of crime too. I admit my childhood wasn't perfect, but you really think too much gone."

"Aaron, I don't want to really investigate you." Rossi stared at him. "You just asked me about my profile of you many years ago, so to be honest, I used to think you were very dangerous. And just like I used to profile you As I said, what kind of person a person will become in the end is only a matter of your thoughts, and that is the most important reason why I supported you on the road of law back then."

Hotch didn't answer for a long time, and Rossi kept looking at him.

"Dave... I'm different, although I don't want to admit it." Hotch finally shook his head, "But you should at least believe that the first time I had sex with a man was you, it should be to you It's not hard to judge."

Rossi licked his lips, chuckled and clenched his fingers, "Different?"

"Dave, I'm sure you noticed a long time ago that my injury healed fairly quickly." Hotch glanced around to make sure that the two of them didn't attract anyone's attention, and then said slowly in a low voice.

"It used to surprise me." Rossi nodded.

"It keeps me from having to go to the hospital for injuries most of the time. And for some reason, my parents don't like that."

"I thought it was a good thing no matter from which point of view." Rossi pondered a little puzzled.

"Dave, this is... abnormal." Hotch sighed again, and he tightened his fingers unconsciously. "My father hates anything abnormal in me, and my mother... fears it."

"Including your extraordinary learning ability?"

"That's just the part they can try to ignore." Hotch's body tensed, and he continued, gritting his teeth, "The worse ones, like my rejection of the church..."

"Aaron, do you want to tell me something?" Rossi grabbed him firmly, preventing him from withdrawing his hand.

Hotch hesitated for a moment, avoiding his gaze again, "This is too...really can't say, please, Dave."

"...If one day, you are willing to tell someone, or you feel that you have to tell someone, I hope this person is me." Rossi finally let him go, "If you need help."

"I promise." Hotch responded softly.

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