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..."

and spoke in a heavy voice,

helped me was probably in this scandal...But he did it because of the

pressed her lips slightly and was reluctant

she tried to relax

unlucky to be separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They

to her froze for

on her side, lost in

arm, and her body leaned against

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me

her face pressed close to his arm, and then she added

looked down at the woman beside him,

you

raised her head and looked

didn't you tell me what you

night was not

still

was just a little

ached a little and he didn't

silent night, the time seemed to have

she was

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

he remembered that year's incident,

angry.I was angry that you accepted Cory's

fact, she knew only the

directly,

Hatred.

could hatred last? He couldn't let go

and told himself that she owed him and that he

to

For six years.

a result, he realized that everything was

didn't

at him

"Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness"

that day? Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She was

of pain

the sky was already dark and her

and darker, and the

that the man who came to save her was

do something for him, but she was too frightened to

might die and

and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the person,

to find me,

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