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, not noticing

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

slightly

she tried to

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

to her froze for

on

arm, and her body leaned against

"..I heard gunshots."

you save

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

at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did

you tell

her head and looked straight at

you tell me what you

o'clock at night was

would still

a little tired

tired that his brain ached a little and he

night, the time seemed to have paused for

was very

angry." Patrick said a sentence in

as he remembered that year's incident, those

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

knew only the first

more directly, was

Hatred.

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

her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted

been waiting for you to admit your mistake

For six years.

result, he realized that everything

she didn't even

him with

couldn't quite understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural for him

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

couldn't remember. She was

gunfire and screams of pain were

was that the sky was already dark and her vision

getting darker and darker, and the strong smell of

man who came to

something for him, but she was too

worried that the man might die and

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

to find me, to repay

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