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..."

a heavy voice, not noticing his

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

her lips slightly and was reluctant to

long silence, she tried to relax and forced a

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

sleeping on her side,

and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

save me that

arm, and then

woman beside him, filled with

you

head and looked straight at

tell me what you

night

would still be

just a little tired

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

the time seemed to have paused

she was

Patrick said a sentence in a

remembered that year's

angry.I was angry that you accepted Cory's

in fact, she knew only the first half of the

half, more directly, was

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't

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

been waiting for you to admit your mistake and beg for

For six years.

result, he realized that everything was

didn't even know who

at him with a

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

day? Those gangsters

She was really

sounds of gunfire and screams of pain were all around

knew was that the sky was already

darker and darker, and the strong

the man who came to save

do something for him, but she was

might die and that she

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

want to find me,

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