Chapter 214 Annie Anne

The sky gradually darkened as Charlotte Thompson finished work. She walked on the sidewalk with her bag on her back, lifting her eyes to see the evening glow on the horizon.

A streak of red that was so dazzling it seemed to have concentrated years of gentleness.

The evening breeze gently brushed the treetops, bringing a rustling sound.

She leaned on the railing of the overpass, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Looking out, vehicles were bustling under the overpass, and the honking mixed with the wind, booming in her ears.

Charlotte curled her lips, a familiar silhouette suddenly appeared in her mind.

Annie Anne.

In the past, they had watched the sunset together many times, but it had been so long, she did not know when they would do so again.

Her chaotic thoughts were brought back by the continuous vibration of her phone in her bag. Charlotte took out her phone and glanced at the incoming call display.

She slightly raised her eyebrows in surprise.