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..."

spoke in a heavy voice, not noticing

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

lips slightly and

she tried to relax and

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

next to her froze for a

was sleeping on her side, lost in

his arm, and

"..I heard gunshots."

save me that

to his arm, and then she

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

you

head and

you tell me what you

night was

he would still be

just a little

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

the time seemed to have

she was

angry." Patrick said a sentence

he remembered that year's incident, those images

was angry that you accepted Cory's love for no reason.I was angry that you

but in fact, she knew only the

second half, more directly, was the hatred

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't let go of

the mistakes on her and told himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay

I've been waiting for you to admit your mistake

For six years.

a result, he realized that

didn't

looked at him

meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but

that day? Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She was really

of gunfire and screams of

knew was that the sky was already dark and

and darker, and the strong smell

that the man who came to save

do something for him,

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

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

to

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