288 Completely Drunk

Jogging along the Missouri River, the brisk mist enveloped me, and although it was early winter, vast expanses of red and yellow maple leaves still clung to the treetops without withering. The gentleness of late autumn flowed softly beneath my feet as the morning Kansas City busied itself, the trivial yet lively sounds gradually awakening the life and energy of the city.

"Morning."

"Hey, morning."

Li Wei had become familiar with this road, and likewise, the road had become familiar with Li Wei.

For the past half of the year, every morning, Li Wei would jog along this road. Warming up was only one aspect; becoming familiar with the city, the local climate, and the biological clock for daily training were all part of it. He had passed through spring, summer, and autumn, and now winter had arrived in the blink of an eye.

Gradually, the city dwellers around the road also began to get used to Li Wei's presence.