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 noticing

helped

pressed her lips slightly and was reluctant to

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 struggled desperately

her froze for a

sleeping on

and

"..I heard gunshots."

save me that

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

looked down at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts,

didn't you tell

head and looked straight at

didn't you tell me

o'clock at night was

he would still be in

was just a little tired

so tired that his brain ached a little and

silent night, the time seemed to

she was very

angry." Patrick said a sentence in

as he remembered that

Cory's love for no

knew

directly, was the hatred towards

Hatred.

could hatred last? He couldn't let go

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

you to admit

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that everything

didn't even know

looked at him with a complicated

asking for forgiveness" but

that day? Those

She was really

and screams of pain were all around

was that the sky was already

and darker,

man who came to save

wanted to do something for him, but

scared and worried that the man might die and that she got him

with both hands, tightened her grip slightly, and murmured, "I've

to find me, to

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