Forty-four. New Goal

Oliver was merely coerced into delivering love letters.

Lu Li had not planned to read those pretentious, love-filled, sour-smelling letters, and put it together with the previous one in the deepest part of the drawer.

Intermittent voices began to arise in the bedroom, but Lu Li was uninterested in the whispers among the girls, although occasionally, a few sentences, more clearly articulated due to uncontrollable emotions, reached the living room.

"You still look the same as back then..."

"Hmm, you've grown up, your looks... and your figure."

"Pfft... what are you even noticing?"

Lu Li silently withdrew his attention and unfolded the day's issue of the "Belfast Today."

The front page's boldest headline read: "Rainfall expected soon, the persistent fog over Ailen Peninsula to end," with much of the content also weather-related. Some scholars analyzed and commented on the benefits the rain would bring to Ailen Peninsula, such as for the plants.