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

you haven't heard of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably

lips slightly

a long silence, she tried to relax and forced a

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

to her froze for a

on her side, lost in

and

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me that

arm, and then she added with determination, "I

at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts,

you tell

and looked straight

why didn't you tell me

at night

still

a little

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

time seemed to have paused

she was

I was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a

remembered that year's incident, those

Cory's

angry, but in fact, she knew only the first

half, more directly, was the

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't let go

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

to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

a result, he realized that everything was just an

beginning, she didn't even know who he

at him with a complicated

by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for

hurt that day? Those gangsters had guns. What did you

remember. She

and screams of pain were all around

was that the sky was already dark and her vision was

was getting darker and darker, and

who came to

him, but she

man might die and that

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

want to find me, to

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