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

only time my father, Donald, helped me was probably in this scandal...But he did

pressed her lips slightly

tried

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 I struggled

her froze

on

hugged his arm, and her body leaned against

"..I heard gunshots."

save

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

beside him, filled with thoughts,

didn't you

her head and looked straight

didn't you tell me what you

o'clock at night was

still be in

a

ached a little and he didn't want to

silent night, the time seemed to have

she was very

was angry." Patrick said

as he remembered that year's

you accepted Cory's love for

angry, but in fact, she knew only the first half of

directly, was

Hatred.

He couldn't

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

you to admit your

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that everything

beginning, she didn't

him with a complicated

understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it

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

She

of gunfire and screams of pain

that the sky was already dark and

darker, and the strong

that the man who came to save her

something for him, but she was too frightened

scared and worried that the man might die and that she got him into the

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

to find

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