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

you haven't heard of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in

lips slightly and

long silence, 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

man next to her froze

on her

arm, and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me

and then she

him, filled with

you

and looked straight

you tell me

o'clock at night was not

he would still be

was just a

his brain ached a little and he didn't want to recall

the silent night, the time seemed to have

was

Patrick said

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

Cory's love for no reason.I

angry, but in fact, she knew only the first

second half, more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't let go of

told himself that she owed him and that he wanted

you to admit your mistake and beg

For six years.

as a result, he realized

beginning, she didn't

looked at him with a

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

Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She

of gunfire and screams of pain

she knew was that the sky was

darker and darker, and the

knew that the man who came to save

something for him, but

that the man might die and that

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

to find me,

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