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

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

slightly and was reluctant

silence, she tried

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 dragged me down the hill and tore my clothes.I was so scared that I struggled desperately

man next to her froze for

was sleeping on her side,

arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

save me that

arm, and then she added with determination, "I know you saved

looked down at the woman beside him, filled with

you

raised her head and

didn't you tell me what

at night was

he would still be in

a

ached a little and he didn't

the silent night, the time seemed to

she was

angry." Patrick said

remembered that year's incident, those images will

that you accepted Cory's

in fact, she knew

more directly, was the hatred towards

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't let

on her and told himself that she owed him and

you to

For six years.

result, he realized that everything was just

beginning, she didn't even know

looked at him

mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but

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

remember. She was

and screams of pain were all around her

sky was already dark

and darker,

who came to save her was

do something for him, but she was

the man might die and that she got him into the

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

to find me,

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