Lost Butterfly: Crossover Edition

Author Zongzi You made up the word count for the first 14 chapters, right? Hey!!!

Is there no one to pour water on? What a desolate place I used Comrades, please leave a comment! Everyone wants to be moved when reading a book. We write books for no other reason than to create for you the first touching feeling in a dream-like rebirth. Your smile is my greatest motivation!

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I want absolute power, yy---------------- yy handsome man? Aversion to cold

Now introduce our two little lotus sisters Aversion to cold Lotus?

Only——only For Hyokui, for the Prince of Tennis, for us, Ninzu is the only one, and he is definitely not anyone's shadow. He, just him, nothing more. (I swear, I will never copy from the text again)

Somehow, when I see Keigo in the comics, I always feel a kind of tangled heartache. He is a born king, so he is destined to be lonely. When I see Narcissus in anime, I always feel that he is hiding something. Is it the loneliness engraved in his bones or something else? I have no way of knowing or verifying it, I just stubbornly believe that they are real and have flesh and blood. Atobe Keigo, a born king, has loneliness engraved in his bones Gorgeous and insightful.

Tezuka is like a spring breeze, warm and peaceful, gently blowing through the heart but leaving an endless fragrance. It will always be the same, very lonely, and people can only look up, looking up with a slight chill. I like Fuji, I like it very much, I feel like Fuji is like a breeze, the spring breeze, warm, cool, full of vitality, a little bit ambiguous, I like it very much, I like it very much. Author's reply: Thank you.