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..."

in a heavy voice, not noticing his

of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped

her lips slightly and was

long silence, she tried to relax

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

man next to her froze for a

sleeping on her

suddenly hugged his arm, and

"..I heard gunshots."

did you save

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

woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but

didn't you

her head and

why didn't you tell me what you

night was

he would still

was just a little

a little

night, the time seemed to have paused for

she was very

angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

he remembered that year's incident,

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

she knew only the first half of the

half, more directly, was the

Hatred.

last? He couldn't let go of

himself that she owed him and that he wanted her

for you to admit your

For six years.

was waiting, and as a result, he realized that everything

beginning, she didn't even know who

looked at him with

couldn't quite understand what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for

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

remember. She was

and screams of pain were all

knew was that the sky was already dark and

and darker, and the

man who came to save her was

wanted to do something for him, but

the man might die and

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

you want to find me,

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