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

only time my father, Donald, helped me

her lips slightly

a long silence, she tried to relax

separated from my classmates on the mountainside when I was suddenly attacked by five or six bandits.They

next to her froze for

sleeping on her side,

hugged his arm, and her body leaned

"..I heard gunshots."

you save

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

looked down at the woman beside him, filled with thoughts, but he did

didn't you

her head and

didn't you tell

night

would still be in

a little tired

ached a little and he

silent night, the time seemed to have paused for a long

was very

I was angry." Patrick said a sentence in a

remembered that year's incident, those images will

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

in fact, she knew only

more directly, was

Hatred.

long could hatred last? He couldn't let go of

and that he wanted her to pay him back for the rest

I've been waiting for you to admit

For six years.

and as a result, he realized that everything was

she didn't even know

him with

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

hurt that day? Those gangsters had guns. What did

remember. She was really

of gunfire and screams of pain were all

the sky was already dark and her

darker, and the

the man who came to

to do something for him,

worried that the man might die and that she

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

want to find me,

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