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."

her cry and scold,

himself up on the snow with his right hand,

cried like

say

to have suffered a great

"I’m...I'm afraid you'll fall."

wanted to get closer to her, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Christina,

eyes were misty

her head and looked at him blankly, Patrick moved his body and pulled the wound on his back.He sighed in pain subconsciously,

wiped the tears

stubborn as if she had

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

held him up and

step.He

now, which made

in special winter clothes and carried various field

ona flashlight on his

straight ahead

direction to

the same time, when she looked at the bright light of the flashlight, she felt a sense

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

each other and

them to get

anxiously when he

another person beside Christina, he shouted

of firewood burning at the entrance of the cave of the stone

Clear

"Go in."

house to keep warm so as not to get

she strode into the

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

he could hear

Christina was furious.

because Bob ran away

Ray together! She

"Patrick?"

who was half unconscious in the stone house, opened her eyes when she heard their

you here to

her sentence, she couldn't help

seemed surprised that Barbara was also in the

"Knife, why the knife..."

the sharp steel knife on Patrick's back and shoulders in

gushing out of his

was so scared that his face turned

"He's fine."

at him, with a calm and comforting

to sit on the ground, "How are

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

Patrick put his hands around her and pressed his head against her

was forced to hug him and subconsciously pushed him, but she

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

"Patrick, don't sleep"

head and saw

very tired, and his heavy body had no strength but leaned

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