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

time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in this

pressed her lips slightly and was

she tried to

on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They dragged me down the hill and tore my

man next to her

was sleeping on her side, lost

suddenly hugged his arm, and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me

his arm, and then she added with

the woman beside him, filled with

didn't you

head and

you tell

night was not

he would still be

was just a little tired

tired that his brain ached a little

night, the time seemed to have paused for a long

she was very

angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

soon as he remembered that year's incident, those images

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

but in fact, she knew only the first

second half, more directly, was the

Hatred.

last? He

that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back

you to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that everything

didn't even know who

looked at him with a

his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness"

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

She

gunfire and screams of pain were all around her

the sky was already dark

was getting darker and darker, and the strong smell

that the man who came to save her

something for him, but she was too frightened

man might die and that she got him into

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

to find me,

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