He wanted to express his excitement about returning to his homeland, but it seemed he was just playing random notes, not any specific melody, going with his feelings.
Emma Hart had fallen asleep beside him, completely unaware, while Damien Sterling couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands.
The plane landed, and the dreadful music finally stopped. Damien Sterling secretly rejoiced, feeling that his tough days were finally over.
The three parted ways at the baggage claim area.
"Grandpa, let's exchange phone numbers. We can get together again when we have time," Emma Hart suggested.
"No need, no need. I don't like giving out my number casually. We're in the same city, and if fate wills it, we'll meet again," the old man said, hoisting his backpack over his shoulder and waving goodbye as he walked away.
