Anna's surname is Anna. Anna's father was in the army in his early years and later changed his career to do business. He was quite successful. When his mother was young, she was a literary girl. For a period of time, she was deeply fascinated by the immortal Russian classic "Anna Karenina" and could not help herself. Her daughter simply named her. When she gave birth to Anna, her father had already changed her career. Anna had an older brother in front of her. She unfortunately died when she was a child and gave birth to Anna again in middle age. She regarded her as the pearl in her hand and kept her in a honeypot from childhood. She was truly a rich and beautiful woman.

Anna's mother is a great beauty. Anna has white skin and figure. She has been beautiful since childhood. She has studied ballet, music, and art. After going abroad, she studied the Paris Institute of Arts. She said that the people chasing her were lined up to the Eiffel Tower, which was not an exaggeration.

Anna is 23 years old this year. Last year, she was deeply touched by watching a documentary about the current education situation in poor mountainous areas and was deeply moved, so she volunteered to teach. An’s parents had only her daughter. At first, she refused and couldn’t bear to bear to endure her hardships. She finally agreed. Not only did she send Anna to the teaching point she contacted, but she also sponsored the school with some money. She originally thought that she would go there for a few months, and it would be fine when her momentum passed. Unexpectedly, she actually persisted. Not only did she persist, she would continue this year.

School starts in September. In the last half month, Anna and a few friends made an appointment to go to the beach for a vacation. Last night, she packed up a suitcase full of her clothes. Seeing that it was still early, she went to do her hair again and dyed the color to a light chestnut color that suits her white skin. On a whim, she even permed it in a big curl. After that, she was washed and whispered the guy to praise him for being like a Barbie doll. Then today...

Today I set off to the airport and the driver took her to the entrance of the departure hall. She got out of the car and pushed her suitcase in. She lowered her head and stared at the screen of the phone to send a text message to her friend. She didn't pay attention to the steps under her feet, and tripped and fell to the ground with a snap. The pain almost made her call her mother. When she recovered from the pain, she reached out to pick up the phone that was dropped beside her, she was completely confused.

She was still lying on the steps, but not the tall marble steps at the entrance of the airport departure waiting hall.

It seemed like it was late at night. There were a few dimly yellow incandescent lights on her head. The steps under her were made of cement, and they were dirty. There were fruit shells and paper scraps everywhere. There seemed to be a pool of suspicious unblemished phlegm on her hand. There were several old-fashioned handle doors inlaid with glass on the left. There were "Beware of pickpockets" on the left, "Lucks Storage" on the right, and arrows were drawn. There seemed to be a hall inside, and the lights were also on. Through the unclean glass, you could see someone inside. But perhaps it was too late, and no one walked around.

Anna was completely confused and even forgot the pain. After a while, she got up from the ground, not caring about the dirty steps, and sat down, looking around in a daze.

It's a square. The lights just illuminate the place close to this area, so the rest of the corners are dark.

Her eyes finally fell on the red neon lights on the row of old buildings at the end of the square.

The neon lights are on, and five words are displayed: "City C Railway Station".

Anna almost jumped up and pinched her flesh hard.
Chapter completed!