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..."

in a heavy voice, not noticing his

time my father, Donald, helped me

her lips slightly and

silence, she tried to

own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it.At sunset that day, I was unlucky to be separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They dragged me down the

next to her

on her side, lost

and

"..I heard gunshots."

save

and then

at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did

you tell

her head and

why didn't you tell me what you

at night was

still be

a little tired

that his brain ached a

the silent night, the time seemed to have paused for a

was very

I was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a

that year's incident, those images

accepted Cory's love for no reason.I was angry that you married

in fact, she knew

more directly,

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't

all the mistakes on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for the

waiting for you to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

waiting, and as a result, he

didn't even know who

him with a complicated

couldn't quite understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking

Those gangsters

She was

screams of pain were

knew was that the sky was already dark and

darker and darker, and the strong smell of

knew that the man who came to save her was

to do something for him,

the man might die and that she got him into the

and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the person, wanting to know about who he

did you want to

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