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..."

something and spoke in a heavy

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

lips slightly and was reluctant

long silence, she tried to relax and forced a

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 dragged me down the hill and tore my clothes.I was so scared that

next to her froze

sleeping on her

hugged his arm, and her

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me that

arm, and then she

at the woman beside him, filled

didn't you tell

head and looked

didn't you tell me

night was not

still be in the

was just a little tired

was so tired that his brain ached a little and he didn't want to

seemed to have paused for a

she was

was angry." Patrick said

as he remembered that year's incident, those images

angry that you accepted Cory's love for

fact, she knew only the first

half, more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't let

blamed all the mistakes on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for

to

For six years.

as a result, he realized that everything was

beginning, she didn't even know who

at him with

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

did you get hurt that day? Those gangsters had guns. What

couldn't remember. She was really

screams of pain were all around

knew was that the sky was already

and darker, and the strong smell

the man who came to save her was

to do something for him, but she

the man might die and

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

you want to find me, to repay

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