When I went back to the hospital again, I was given anesthesia and pushed into the operating room.
I lay on the operating table, illuminated by the strong light of the surgical lamp, and could only close my eyes. The effect of the anesthesia came along, and my whole consciousness became drowsy.
At the last moment of falling into a coma, I finally remembered the most important thing.
In the small county town where I lived when I was a child, there was a boy who acted like a girl in every gesture.
Now I know, that's called gender dysphoria.
But, the children back then didn't know anything.
Although that boy was very gentle, and had a kind personality, in the group of boys in the area, his every move was like an outcast. My childhood friends, also always loved to gang up and bully that boy.
One winter, they stripped the boy's clothes, forced him to wear an old, worn-out floral dress, and then threw him into the frozen river.
In the cold north, several boys stood on the riverbank, laughing heartily, while the boy in the floral dress could only struggle helplessly in the frozen river. After that, the boy disappeared, and his mother also went crazy.
The childhood friends never mentioned what happened that day, perhaps only the carp in the river knew the truth.
Now I finally understand, it was that boy who came back to seek revenge.
Why...
I also understand, what he meant to say, should be--
Why, did you bully me?