She couldn't sleep.

The woman tossed and turned in bed, as if she had something on her mind, unable to fall asleep.

"Christina."

The man on the other side of the bed could not help but call out her name in a low voice.

The woman at the side immediately stopped moving.

But within half a minute, she turned her body again.

"Patrick, are you still awake?"

Her voice was not at all ambiguous, but she sounded very sober.

It was obvious that she was not sleepy at all.

The faint light at the head of the bed was still shining, reflecting on her side face...

She was really afraid of the dark.

"Patrick, can I ask you something?"

She seemed to be struggling in her heart.

Then she leaned closer to him and asked again.

He did not say a word but stared at her with his eyes open, which made her hesitate.

"That year, in our high school graduation trip...You happened to be our teaching assistant, so you...Were you in that trip?"

She asked cautiously, as if she did not dare to mention something.

"No," he replied quickly.

But Christina's face suddenly darkened and she didn't understand.

"How was that possible, Cory said..."

"What did he say?"

She looked at him with a complicated expression, as if she was confirming something.

"It really wasn't you..."

Her tone was skeptical.

The man beside her closed his eyes slightly and did not reply her.

"Did you hear that something happened on the school trip that year..."

a heavy voice,

it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in

her lips slightly and

long silence, she tried to relax

the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They dragged me down the hill and tore my clothes.I was so scared that I struggled desperately to

man next to her

was sleeping on her side,

suddenly hugged his arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me that

and then she added with determination, "I know

woman beside him, filled

didn't you

raised her head and

why didn't you tell

night was not

he would still

was just a little

tired that his brain ached a little and he didn't

night, the time seemed to have paused for a long

she was

Patrick said a sentence in a deep

soon as he remembered that year's incident, those images will

angry that you accepted Cory's

but in fact, she knew only the first

more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

could hatred last? He couldn't

told himself that she owed him and that he

for you to

For six years.

was waiting, and as a result, he realized that everything was just an

she didn't even know who

him with a complicated

and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural for

that day? Those gangsters had guns. What did

remember. She was

screams of

that the sky was

darker and darker, and the

who came to

something for him, but she was too

was scared and worried that the man might die

his arm with both hands, tightened her grip slightly, and murmured, "I've been inquiring about

want to find me, to repay

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