Forgotten

Not only Anne, but also Justin was nervous. However, they were not nervous about same thing. Justin walked up to Anne, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to say the first sentence. Although they hadn't been apart for a long time, there was a great change between them. "Th, thank, thank you." She held the strap and nodded to Justin. This simple word of thanks made Justin feel that something was off. Anne's expression didn't seem quite right. Why would she be so polite to him? It could even be said that she was distant from him. When Anne saw that Justin was staring at her without any reaction, she became even more nervous. Was she saying something wrong or doing something wrong? While she was hesitating, Shawn squeezed through the crowd and walked over. Seeing her, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Anne! You're here! Didn't I tell you not to walk around before I come back? Are you alright?" "Shawn!" Seeing the savior, she stepped forward and took Shawn's arm. She looked relaxing immedia