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..."

recalled something and spoke in a heavy voice, not noticing

haven't heard of it.The only time my father, Donald, helped

slightly and was reluctant

long silence, she tried to relax and

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

her froze

on her side, lost in

arm, and

"..I heard gunshots."

you save me

to his arm, and then she added with

him, filled with thoughts, but he

you tell

and looked

you tell me what you

at night

would still be in the

just a little

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

time seemed to have

she was very

I was angry." Patrick said a

as he remembered that year's incident, those images

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

was angry, but in fact, she knew only the

second half, more directly, was the hatred towards

Hatred.

hatred last? He couldn't let go

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

to admit your

For six years.

as a result, he realized that everything was just

she didn't

looked at him with

what he meant by "Admitting his mistake" and" asking for forgiveness" but it was only natural for

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

couldn't remember. She

of pain were

knew was that the sky was already dark

darker and darker, and the strong smell of

who came to

to do something for him, but she was too

and worried that the man might

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

did you want to find me,

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