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..."

spoke in a heavy voice, not noticing

you haven't heard of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in this scandal...But he did it because of

her lips slightly

a long silence, she tried to relax and forced a

my classmates on 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

to her

was sleeping on her side, lost

suddenly hugged his arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me that

to his arm, and then she added with determination, "I

beside him, filled with thoughts,

you tell

and looked straight at

you tell me what

night was

he would still

just a little tired

tired that his brain ached a little

night, the time seemed to have

she was

Patrick said a sentence in a

as he remembered that year's incident, those images

Cory's

fact, she knew only the first

more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

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 rest of her life

waiting for you to admit your

For six years.

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

didn't even know who

at him with

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

get hurt that day? Those gangsters had guns. What

remember. She

gunfire and screams of pain were all

knew was that the sky was already dark and her vision was

was getting darker and darker, and the

who came to save

wanted to do something for him, but she was

was scared and worried that the man might die

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

did you want to find me, to

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