China's famous detective Jiangnan: There are ghosts on campus

Chapter 125 Horror Recall (1)

And I slowly dressed beside me, still not saying a word.

"Know what I'm going to do next?" She said to me with a cold voice again, "Don't try to refuse."
"You are really—" I frowned deeply and clenched my fists. I was already extremely angry in my heart, but I still showed no expression on my face, and finally gave up saying those words.

"Pervert?" She looked at me with a disdainful sneer, "Why didn't you scold me? Under this kind of pain and anger, you have to insist on the so-called Confucian etiquette in your heart? I'm afraid you have already cursed and scolded me thousands of times in your heart. But why didn't you say it? Why?"

She slowly became crazy, and finally screamed hysterically at me.

"I have studied the psychology of people for so many years." She suddenly regained her composure, as if nothing had happened just now, just like a normal doctor talking to a patient, "But I always feel that you are special. You dare to do all kinds of things, but why don’t you refuse to swear? You dare to do ugly things, but why don’t you say swear words that are nothing? Your parents really have such an influence on you huge?"

She began to talk to herself again, "Could it be that this is also a side effect of spiritual power, which has materialized the spiritual influence on him?"

I slowly followed her into another room. This room didn't have any medical equipment. It was just an ordinary office. There was a desk in front of the window, a sofa in front of the desk, and a small bed in the middle. Glass table.However, it was such an ordinary room that made me suffer hundreds of times.

As she pressed the remote control with her hand, the windows gradually closed automatically, and the lights in the whole room began to dim, and there were still a few yellow lights flickering, a kind of sad but soft melody A low voice echoed in the room.

The doctor brought a laptop from the table and connected it to a USB. The other end of the USB was shaped like a stethoscope, but it could be attached to my heart.

"You take a rest first." The doctor glanced at me, and then went to another room. 
Then the doctor appeared again, wearing a white dress, and with her faint smile, she was full of a beautiful and trustworthy feeling.

She sat gently beside me, shaking her hands in front of me.

Then, she fixed her eyes and said to me: "Take a deep breath slowly, don't think about anything, and relax your body."

"Speak, child." The doctor said slowly, like a benevolent doctor persuading a shy patient, "Tell me your experience, and let me share your pain."

My consciousness gradually blurred, and I was slowly in a half-awake and half-comatose state, and the memories in my mind showed up again.

"It's my tenth birthday someday," my body seemed to be out of control, and I said gradually under the guidance of the doctor, "Dad and mom drove to pick me up, and they said they bought me a big cake. "

"Then are you happy?" came the doctor's magical voice.

I couldn't help but nodded, "Dad bought me a birthday present, I like it very much; my mother said she would give me a surprise."

"What happened to you on the way back?" The doctor continued to ask in a soft voice.

"On the way back?" I murmured, "We were very happy. My mother and I talked and laughed along the way, but, but..."

My body trembled uncontrollably, and the terrifying picture appeared in my mind again.
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(End of this chapter)