Ray punched and kicked Patrick, who was lying on the edge of the cliff, crazily.

Patrick never let go, nor did he say a word, not even cried in pain.

When he found the opportunity, he quickly turned sideways and kicked Ray's injured leg hard with his right foot.

Ray's huge body fell into the snow.

Ray tried to get up several times, He was exhausted.

Finally, he fainted and stopped moving.

Above the cliff, Patrick immediately sped up and dragged Christina up.

Christina kept silent.She did not move, nor did she shout for him to let go.

This desolate and cold snow-capped mountain was incomparably silent.She was hanging on the edge of the cliff, unable to find the force point, surrounded by snow.She could only let him drag her hard.

But Christina knew that the steel knife was stuck in his body...

Drops of blood fell from above, and the sticky blood slid along his arm, past his cold fingertips, and intertwined with her hand.

Christina's stiff body was in midair and she almost held her breath.She did not dare to breathe the bloody smell.

He persisted in trying his best to pull her up bit by bit.

Christina quickly got up and saw the steel knife in his right shoulder.She squatted down and held the handle in her right hand, but her heart trembled.

The front half of the blade penetrated his body deeply.She knew how sharp the knife was because it was she who had brought it here.

"I told you, I told you to let go!"

She was trembling with the handle of the knife in her hand and couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

Christina cried and scolded as if she was on the verge of breaking down.

"Patrick, do you think you're great...Why don't you want to discuss anything with me? You're used to making decisions alone.There's a lot of snow down there.Even if I fall, I'll be fine."

"Do you think you are a hero? I don't want you to save me.I don't want you to protect me”

"I don't need you!"

Christina did not dare to touch the steel knife.The knife pierced his body deeply.

It would be dangerous to pull it out forcefully.

Tears kept streaming down her face.

In the past few days, she met many unexpected things.

The tourists screamed and cried in fear.

In fact, she was also afraid, but she endured it.She couldn't be scared.She had to protect Crystal and the others.She had always been firm, firmer than many women and even men.

But now, for some reason, tears were like a river that broke its banks, and she couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"Patrick, I don't need you..."

She scolded him hysterically, "You shouldn't be here.I didn't ask you to save me..""

"I told you to let go.Can't you hear me? I told you to let go.Why didn't you..."

"I don't need you."

scold, and

the snow with his right hand, and half-sat up to look at

cried like

to say and just looked

have suffered a great grievance and

"I’m...I'm afraid you'll fall."

get closer to her, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Christina, I'm afraid you'll

were misty with

turned her head and looked at him blankly, Patrick moved his body and pulled the wound on his back.He sighed in pain subconsciously, He was never good at expressing his feelings to women.He looked into her eyes and did not say

raised her hand and wiped the tears off her face

if she

ahead.Geoffrey is there.I promised him that I would go back as soon as

up

step by step.He knew that she

now, which

in special winter clothes and carried

flashlight on

ahead at

the direction to

time, when she looked at the bright light of the flashlight,

it was because of the light in the night, or maybe it was because of him. It was snowy and icy all around, and white snowflakes were on

to each

them to get back

when he

there was another person beside Christina,

of the cave of

it was Clear that Patrick looked tired and

"Go in."

the house to keep warm so

she strode into the stone

Bob saw Christina coming back alive, his eyes widened, "Weren't you, weren't you attacked by

he could hear some sound of fighting from

Christina was furious.

Bob ran

could deal with Ray together! She was hurt

"Patrick?"

was half unconscious in the stone house, opened her eyes when she heard their noisy voices and was shocked to see the familiar

here to save

sentence, she couldn't help but

looked in her direction and seemed surprised that Barbara was

"Knife, why the knife..."

pointed at the sharp steel knife on Patrick's

blood gushing out of

scared that his face turned

"He's fine."

him, with a calm and comforting

wanted Patrick to sit on

knife wound on his back against the fire, "Let me see the wound on your

and pressed his head

forced to hug him and subconsciously pushed him, but she saw his sickly and haggard

which made it inconvenient for him to rest against the wall.She

"Patrick, don't sleep"

tilted her head and saw him

and his heavy body had no strength but leaned against her, "Let

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