Daisy Ginger silently watched him.
These past few days, she had been so bewildered by his unpredictable antics that she almost forgot the real reason she came to Chicago.
Daisy didn't speak, just withdrew her gaze and got into Edward Stephens' clattering secondhand car.
Driving the rickety car with great ease, the man turned on the stereo and listened to music as he drove.
Daisy sat in the passenger seat, glancing at him through the rearview mirror, cracked like a spider web.
After a while, she slowly withdrew her gaze.
After nearly four and a half hours of driving, they finally stopped at the entrance of the airport.
At the bustling airport entrance, Daisy got out of the car with her suitcase.
She looked at Edward and said, "I'm leaving."
The man called after her, "Daisy."
Daisy halted, turned her head to look at him.
The world is vast, yet if people want to meet, they still can.
From Banyan City to Chicago, it's just an eight-hour flight.
