“It’snotuntilourleatherfadedasashesthatwerealizetheweightoflookingforwardtotheheavenlySun.”MorninzCherry,thethirdpresidentofPenrawltoldLanjuthat,attheverystnightbeforeelKechawouldbesenttothecagewithhiswhollydeprivedhonoraher.

    Panrawl,whichwasthevastestKingdomiernareaofMencylessIsnd,isfilledwithunflyablebirds.

    However,aftertheTendaysWardecredbyhermiainedneighbor,Chouhand,itisaonRepublidantofunflyablechicks.Andofcourse,It’swherethestoryhappened.

    LanjustillrememberstheinitialdayhearrivedattheCapital,YunTung,wheelKe0204PeaceMemorialParkandwasgoingtobeaninsignifitandanonymousnistwforanadultmagzine,WeeklyLeeashisfirstjob.

    Thoughhehastakenpartinthegiganticjournalcooperation,WeeklyPeach,thatissecretlyaffiliatedtotheN.S.BNationalSecurityBureau,he’thelpbutwonderhowifhehadstrivedmoreratherthanjustseeingandpraying,mightelKetactlyretireasaGenerashehadnevermeeteachainatthatday,whenthesuddenlyballholdedbytheexpresidentforannoungherfarewelltowardthepublic.

    TheballwasductedtocelebratethesedbirthdayoftheWeissOrphansoftheTenDaysWar.

    Especiallyforthebigsister,GarawlWeiss’singofage,whichmeansagirlhasvertedtoawomanthatbeartheburdenoffamily,andfightfortheirmotherPenrawl.Atthesametime,hertwobrothershadbeeobe-holdersandhatchbabiesastraditionalPenrawlmales.

    Garawl,whoistheSecretary-generalofNSB,isaesupervisorofLanjunowandshesendshimasecretcetohaveastgheexel.

    “Remember,withnotalking.”

    “But…”

    “Iwon’tRemindyoutwice.Butnoticeourexcellendherpreciousappreciationforyouthatledyarawlleaveswithoutsayingmore.

    Throughthetinyholeoftheenclosedroom,LanjuseesKechasittingontheground.

    Kecha,whosebrownheadandtailhasbeenwhiteasburnedashesbeforenoonedoessomethingcruel,ispyingwithbugsinsidehisdinnerandughinglikeachik.

    “Gagaga,It’sLanju,mydearestfriend,isn’tit?Virtually,Iguessnobodyelsewoulde.

    “...”Slightlyknogthewall,heremainsselieball-shapedbodyshivers.

    “Fine,Ikheruleshere.It''''sjustanillusionthatIimagialkingto.

    “Listen,theGhostofthislie-filledcapital.

    Ifyoustillflyasmyfirstsightasthereverseshineagainstthesky,justgowithoutsayinggoodbye,oryouwouldbeaspooraswhatIlooklike.”

    #Thisscriptiswrong,Kechashouldlosehermindandsoundsnaivelikeachildaftertheshock.#2340

    纯手打，非ai

    “It’snotuntilourleatherfadedasashesthatwerealizetheweightoflookingforwardtotheheavenlySun.”MorninzCherry,thethirdpresidentofPenrawltoldLanjuthat,attheverystnightbeforeelKechawouldbesenttothecagewithhiswhollydeprivedhonoraher.

    Panrawl,whichwasthevastestKingdomiernareaofMencylessIsnd,isfilledwithunflyablebirds.

    However,aftertheTendaysWardecredbyhermiainedneighbor,Chouhand,itisaonRepublidantofunflyablechicks.Andofcourse,It’swherethestoryhappened.

    LanjustillrememberstheinitialdayhearrivedattheCapital,YunTung,wheelKe0204PeaceMemorialParkandwasgoingtobeaninsignifitandanonymousnistwforanadultmagzine,WeeklyLeeashisfirstjob.

    Thoughhehastakenpartinthegiganticjournalcooperation,WeeklyPeach,thatissecretlyaffiliatedtotheN.S.BNationalSecurityBureau,he’thelpbutwonderhowifhehadstrivedmoreratherthanjustseeingandpraying,mightelKetactlyretireasaGenerashehadnevermeeteachainatthatday,whenthesuddenlyballholdedbytheexpresidentforannoungherfarewelltowardthepublic.

    TheballwasductedtocelebratethesedbirthdayoftheWeissOrphansoftheTenDaysWar.

    Especiallyforthebigsister,GarawlWeiss’singofage,whichmeansagirlhasvertedtoawomanthatbeartheburdenoffamily,andfightfortheirmotherPenrawl.Atthesametime,hertwobrothershadbeeobe-holdersandhatchbabiesastraditionalPenrawlmales.

    Garawl,whoistheSecretary-generalofNSB,isaesupervisorofLanjunowandshesendshimasecretcetohaveastgheexel.

    “Remember,withnotalking.”

    “But…”

    “Iwon’tRemindyoutwice.Butnoticeourexcellendherpreciousappreciationforyouthatledyarawlleaveswithoutsayingmore.

    Throughthetinyholeoftheenclosedroom,LanjuseesKechasittingontheground.

    Kecha,whosebrownheadandtailhasbeenwhiteasburnedashesbeforenoonedoessomethingcruel,ispyingwithbugsinsidehisdinnerandughinglikeachik.

    “Gagaga,It’sLanju,mydearestfriend,isn’tit?Virtually,Iguessnobodyelsewoulde.

    “...”Slightlyknogthewall,heremainsselieball-shapedbodyshivers.

    “Fine,Ikheruleshere.It''''sjustanillusionthatIimagialkingto.

    “Listen,theGhostofthislie-filledcapital.

    Ifyoustillflyasmyfirstsightasthereverseshineagainstthesky,justgowithoutsayinggoodbye,oryouwouldbeaspooraswhatIlooklike.”

    #Thisscriptiswrong,Kechashouldlosehermindandsoundsnaivelikeachildaftertheshock.#2340

    纯手打，非ai