This is where his plane crashed
Fang Bin laughed along with Anna, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "Yes, really," she replied with a smile. "This village is so remote. We don't get visitors often, especially not famous ones like you. So, of course, everyone is fascinated that you're here."
Anna chuckled softly, feeling a warmth spread through her. She found it endearing how genuine and honest Fang Bin was. She looked around at the beautiful scenery, taking in the lush greenery, the soft morning light filtering through the leaves, and the quiet peace that seemed to settle over everything. "I'm glad I came," she said softly, almost to herself.
Fang Bin nodded enthusiastically. "I'm glad you came too," she said, then hesitated for a moment before adding, "I was actually the one who contacted you. Anonymously, of course."
Anna's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned to Fang Bin, her heart skipping a beat. "That was you?" she asked, incredulous.