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,

it.The only time my father, Donald, helped

slightly and was reluctant to

long silence, she tried to relax and forced

seen it with your 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 six bandits.They

to her

Christina was sleeping on

arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

you save

pressed close to his arm, and then she added with

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

you tell

and looked straight at

didn't you tell

night was

would still be

was just a little

so tired that his brain ached a

the time seemed to have paused for a long

was very

said a sentence in

remembered that year's incident,

was angry that you accepted Cory's love

but in fact, she knew

half, more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

could hatred last? He couldn't let go

and that he wanted her to pay him back

for you to admit your mistake and beg for

For six years.

result, he realized that

beginning, she didn't

him with a complicated

"Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural for him to

you get hurt that day? Those

remember. She was really

of gunfire and screams of pain were

was already dark and

and darker, and the strong smell of

that the man who came to save

do something for him, but she was too

worried that the man might die and that she

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

to find

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