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

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

her lips slightly

she tried to relax and

sunset that day, I was unlucky to be separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I

her froze for

Christina was sleeping on her side, lost in

suddenly hugged his arm, and her

"..I heard gunshots."

you save

arm, and then she

at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did not

didn't you tell

and

why didn't you tell me what

at night was

he would still be in the

was just a

a little and he didn't want to

the silent night, the time seemed to

she was

I was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

that year's incident, those images will

Cory's love for

she knew only the first half

half, more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

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

on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for the rest of

waiting for you to admit your mistake and beg for

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that everything was just an

didn't even know who he

at him

quite understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural

day? Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She was really

of

knew was that the sky was

was getting darker and darker, and the strong

man who

do something for him, but she was

worried that the man might

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

you want to find me,

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