Money doesn’t really matter, but people do—beautiful women are always a scarce resource, no matter the time. Brian Carter has waited until now just to get a phone number.

They happily exchanged contact information. The anxious Little David waiting nearby said, “Alright, let’s hurry up and go. I need to get my car from the parking lot. Why don’t you two go grab a meal or something? I’ll get the car myself, okay?”

Grace Bennett replied impatiently, “What’s your rush? If you leave, how am I supposed to get back?”

Little David pulled a long face and said, “Come on, Miss Bennett, don’t you think this guy is handsome? Even as a man, I think he’s good-looking! Is he a good person? Absolutely! You’re already this old and still single, and the one guy you finally found turned out to be a jerk. Anyway, you two seem to have fate—why not give it a try? Hey, man, you don’t have a girlfriend, right?”

Brian Carter immediately shook his head and said, “Nope, that’s exactly what I’m looking for.”

Little David clapped his hands and said to Grace Bennett, “Damn! It’s fate! Why don’t you two go eat first? I’m outta here!”

Grace Bennett snapped, “Stop right there! Don’t you dare mention today to your mom, and especially not to mine. Also, weren’t you chasing after me before? What, changed your mind already? You’re just like that jerk inside, not a good person.”

Little David said disdainfully, “Oh, please. You’re three years older than me. Back then, I was just a dumb kid with a crush. Now, I can get any kind of beauty I want…”

Grace Bennett raised her hand to hit him, but Little David turned and walked away, shouting as he went, “Don’t you ever touch my car again! Not even to sit in it!”

And just like that, Little David left. Grace Bennett turned to Brian Carter, looking a bit embarrassed but also gentle, and said, “He’s a friend of mine. Our dads are really close, and we used to be neighbors. That car is his. I took it out without telling his family, and that car is like his baby. As soon as he saw it was gone, he called the police. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have gotten dragged into this. I’m really sorry.”

Brian Carter smiled and said, “It’s fine. Where are you headed now? I need to get my car too. If you’re going to the taxi stand, we can go together.”

After a whole afternoon of running around, it was already dark and definitely time for dinner. Grace Bennett looked around and then said, “How about we eat first before heading back? My treat—I can at least afford dinner.”

“No, let’s eat at home. My car’s still out there. If it gets towed, that’ll be a hassle.”

What happened next was only natural: the two of them hailed a cab and went back to where they’d met. Sure enough, Brian Carter’s car had a ticket on it, but at least it hadn’t been towed. So they got in Brian Carter’s car and started looking for a place to eat.

Gripping the steering wheel, Brian Carter, who thought he’d feel nothing, suddenly felt reluctant to let go.

Even though Brian Carter would never change his mind—and besides, he couldn’t stay even if he wanted to—suddenly having to leave the home he’d lived in for over a decade, and to leave forever, how could he not feel even a little sad?

What Brian Carter was most reluctant to part with was his car. He’d only bought it less than half a year ago, and for the past six months, all he’d thought about was how to modify it. He’d just finished all the upgrades and tuning, finally got it to its best state, and now, before he’d even really gotten to enjoy it, he had to sell it. How could he not feel heartbroken?

After Brian Carter got in the car, he seemed like a different person—no more jokes, no more smiles, just gripping the wheel and sighing over and over. Grace Bennett couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What’s wrong? You look like you’re saying a final goodbye.”

Grace Bennett was pretty spot-on. Brian Carter gave a wry smile and said, “Yeah, it’s a farewell. I put a lot of effort into this car, and now I have to sell it. I really don’t want to.”

“Why do you have to sell it? Oh, you’re going abroad. But you don’t have to sell it, right? Just keep it. You’ll drive again when you come back. Have your family look after it, take it out for a spin now and then, no big deal.”

Brian Carter, almost as if possessed, said, “I don’t have any family. And I won’t be coming back.”

As soon as he said it, Brian Carter snapped back to his senses.

What was he doing, chatting away with a beautiful woman he’d probably never see again, hoping something might happen before he left? But how could he lose control and blurt out such truths?

Grace Bennett looked shocked, then cautiously asked, “No… family?”

“Yeah, my parents are gone. No relatives. It’s just me.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay.”

Grace Bennett asked carefully, “So, are you immigrating? Or are you a foreign national coming back?”

Brian Carter was momentarily stunned. He was originally a Chinese national, but before he turned one, he got British citizenship. After his parents died, he returned to China and regained his Chinese citizenship. But after leaving this time, who knows what nationality he’ll have.

Maybe Brian Carter won’t have any nationality in the future, or maybe he’ll have several. But even if he does, most likely they’ll be fake.

“I’m Chinese. As for immigrating… maybe, I guess.”

Brian Carter gave a vague answer to Grace Bennett’s question. Grace Bennett didn’t seem to care and said, “Do you want to immigrate to the UK? I’m American, actually. I didn’t really want to immigrate, but whatever—it’s just a nationality.”