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

father, Donald, helped

slightly

a long silence, she tried to relax

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 I struggled

to her froze for

Christina was sleeping on her side, lost in

hugged his arm, and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save me

his arm, and then she added with determination, "I know you

at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did

you

raised her head and looked

why didn't you tell me what

night

still be

a little

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

night, the time seemed

was

Patrick said

that year's incident, those

angry.I was angry that you accepted Cory's love for

in fact, she knew

second half, more directly,

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't let go of

that she owed him and that

I've been waiting for you to admit

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that

the beginning, she didn't even know who

looked at him

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

hurt that day? Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She

of gunfire and screams of pain were all around

sky was already dark and

darker and darker, and the strong smell of

man who

something for him, but she was

might die and that she got him

hands, tightened her grip slightly, and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the

you want to find me, to

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