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..."

recalled something and spoke in a heavy voice, not

only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably

pressed her lips slightly and

she tried to relax and forced

seen it with your 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

man next to her

Christina was sleeping on her side, lost

arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

save me that

his arm, and then she added

him, filled with thoughts,

didn't you

and looked

why didn't you tell me what

o'clock at night was not

still

a

was so tired that his brain ached a little and he didn't want to

the time seemed to have paused

she was

was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

he remembered that year's incident, those images will

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

angry, but in fact, she knew only the first half of

half, more directly, was the

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't

that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for

been waiting for you to admit your

For six years.

as a result, he realized that

she didn't

him with

what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only

Those gangsters had guns. What did

remember. She was

gunfire and screams of pain were all

she knew was that the sky was already

and darker, and the strong smell

who

for him, but

man might die and that she got him into the

arm with both hands, tightened her grip slightly, and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the person, wanting to know about

did you want to find me,

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