"Chirp... chirp..."
Several crisp birdsongs of early summer, accompanied by bright sunlight steeped in warmth, streamed into the embassy room, illuminating the entire simple yet tasteful interior. The sun's unique comfort and warmth immediately filled the room.
"It's morning already..."
Under the bright sunlight, the sleeping boy's tightly shut eyes trembled slightly several times. Finally, beneath his faintly furrowed brows, the somewhat eye-stinging yet warm and pleasant sunlight woke him, and he slowly opened his eyes.
With that murmur, the boy gently sat up in bed and, with sleepy eyes, swept his gaze around the room, which was exactly the same as it had been last night, without any changes.
"Coo... coo..."
Just then, a little pigeon with a black-topped head poked its head out from the windowsill, its eyes darting around slyly. It let out two calls, seeming extremely cautious.
When it met the boy's gaze, it seemed to finally confirm that this was its destination. Flapping its wings, it hopped onto the windowsill.
"Coo! Coo!"
Then, a trace of disdain appeared in its pigeon eyes. As though scolding him, it raised its voice and called at the boy several times.
After calling, it stretched out its right leg, seemingly emphasizing the letter tied to it.
Then it tilted its head, putting on a thoroughly disdainful expression.
"Is this a message from Long Yan..."
Noticing the carrier pigeon, the boy quickly determined who had sent the message.
At the same time, he got out of bed and, without making things difficult for the one-legged pigeon, removed the letter from its leg.
"Coo!"
After the letter was removed, however, the pigeon did not leave. It gave the boy a deeply contemptuous look, called impatiently, then hopped to the side and blankly stared at the pigeons on the neighboring rooftop.
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