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

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

lips slightly and was

tried to relax and forced

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

to her

on her side, lost in

suddenly hugged his arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me that

and then she added with determination,

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

didn't you tell

and looked straight at

you tell

at night

still be in the

a little

was so tired that his brain ached a

night, the time seemed to have paused for

was very

was angry." Patrick said

he remembered that year's incident, those images will

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

knew only the

directly, was the hatred towards

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't

the end, he blamed all the mistakes on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for the rest of her life

you to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

he realized that everything

didn't even know

looked at him with

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

get hurt that day? Those gangsters had

remember. She

and screams of

was already dark

darker, and the strong smell

that the man who

something for him, but she was too frightened

the man might die and that

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

want to find me, to

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