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

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

lips slightly and was reluctant to

silence, she tried 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

next to her

was sleeping on her side, lost in

hugged his arm, and her body leaned against

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me

his arm, and then she added with determination, "I know

the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did not

didn't you tell

raised her head and looked straight

why didn't you tell

at night was

he would still be in

just a little

was so tired that his brain ached a little

silent night, the time seemed to have

was

angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

as he remembered that year's incident, those images

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

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

half, more directly,

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't

that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for the rest of her life

been waiting for you to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

as a result, he realized that everything was just

she didn't even

looked at him with

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

hurt that day? Those gangsters had guns. What did

couldn't remember. She

and screams of pain were

sky was already dark

getting darker and darker, and the strong smell of

that the man who came

him,

the man might die and that she got him

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

to find me, to

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