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,

it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in this scandal...But he did it because of the

her lips slightly and was

tried

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 hill and tore my clothes.I

man next to her froze for

on

and her body leaned against

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me

close to his arm, and then she added

him, filled with thoughts, but

didn't you tell

her head and looked

why didn't you tell me what

o'clock at night

still be

was just a little

brain ached a little and he didn't want to recall

night, the time seemed to have paused

was very

angry." Patrick said a

that year's incident, those

I was angry.I was angry that you accepted Cory's love for

fact, she knew only the first half of

half, more directly,

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't let go of

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

you to admit your mistake

For six years.

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

she didn't even

looked at him with a

understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural for him to be

day? Those

couldn't remember. She was

and screams of pain were all

was that the sky was already

was getting darker and darker, and the strong smell

that the man who came to

something for him, but she was too frightened

and worried that the man might die and that she got him into the

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

did you want to find

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