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..."

and spoke in a heavy

it.The only time my father, Donald, helped me was

slightly and was reluctant

a long silence, she tried to relax and forced a

it.At sunset that day, I was unlucky to be separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked

man next to her froze for

Christina was sleeping on her side, lost in

his arm, and her body

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me

her face pressed close to his arm, and then she added with determination,

looked down at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts,

didn't you

and looked straight

why didn't you tell me

o'clock at night was not

he would still be in

was just a little tired

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

the time seemed to

she was

I was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a deep

as he remembered that year's incident, those

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

fact, she knew

second half, more directly, was the

Hatred.

could hatred last? He couldn't

himself that she owed him and that he wanted her to pay him back for the

to admit your mistake and

For six years.

was waiting, and as a result, he realized that

beginning, she didn't even know who

at him with

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

Those gangsters

couldn't remember. She was

gunfire and screams of pain were all

that the sky was already dark and

darker and darker, and the

the man who came to

to do something for him, but she was too

was scared and worried that the man might die

slightly, and murmured, "I've been inquiring about the person, wanting to know about who he

did you want to find me, to repay

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