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Adhp|alive At dawn, Albus opened his eyes, and a translucent boy floated in front of his bed. That boy was different from all the ghosts in Hogwarts Castle. He has color. The first thing Albus saw was his green eyes. Such pure green is rare in the world. But if Albus had to find the most appropriate word to describe it, he would say that those eyes were alive. That's it. Those eyes are alive. Live in the moment, live in the future. Intention: Love transcends time and death, bringing him to Him 487Favorites1.9kClicks/ch93Nutrition
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Adhp｜the Lies and Promises of the Time Traveler On April 18, 1897, Albus Dumbledore was conducting night patrols in the castle as usual. Passing the corner of the eighth floor, he saw a bruised young man lying in front of a wall. After a moment of surprise, Albus ran forward to check on the boy. The boy's face was unfamiliar and his breathing was weak. But those green eyes were shining brightly in the dark night like fireflies. Albus saw the other person's lips move, and the broken syllables were difficult to string together into complete w 177Favorites2.6kClicks/ch10Nutrition
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Plant Group | "Abide by the Laws and Travel Every Day and Night" HP Paro Hufflepuff has always been the most loyal friend. And Kuranosuke Shiraishi took this excellent quality to the extreme. Purpose: Long live friendship 104Favorites1.3kClicks/ch9Nutrition
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Yf|going in the Opposite Direction "Dingling bell——" In the early morning, a strange cell phone ring woke Yukimura from his sleep. The dream from last night still lingered in his mind. He vaguely fumbled for the cell phone on the bedside and answered the call that disturbed his dream. "Hello?" "Hello, is this Yukimura-kun? I'm Fuji Shusuke." The voice coming from the phone was inexplicably familiar. Yukimura squinted and searched for the name in his mind, but he still only had a vague impression. "... Who?" "Fuji Shusuke." The ot 100Favorites1.8kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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Yf|light Chaser Fuji Shusuke always remembered that snowy night. After returning to the U-17 training camp after their distant overseas tours, they put on their school uniforms again, and everything returned to its original position. The World Cup and the Japanese representative suddenly seemed as far away as a fragile dream. They are no longer the world-famous winner, nor are they a dark horse growing at an alarming rate. Only the blue and white uniform on his body is his false reality. Yukimura walked up to h 87Favorites1.6kClicks/ch1Nutrition
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Yf|love Letter To this day, Fuji Shusuke still remembers that night. That night, the bright moonlight fell from the window, casting gentle shadows on the ground. In the protective shade, the hands holding his shoulders trembled with restraint. He gently held the hands, feeling the temperature of the other's fingertips in the subtle touch. It was clearly a summer night, but the calloused fingers exuded a chill. The young man who used to be regarded as the son of a god suddenly turned into a fragile thing at tha 77Favorites1.7kClicks/ch11Nutrition
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Yf|night Flight Fuji Shusuke walked on the beach, letting the waves lap at his feet. The setting sun slowly sinks below the sea, and the last light between heaven and earth disappears. In this silent night, he spread his wings and flew against the wind. He flew across the beach. Flying through the forest. Fly across the ocean. Fly over the city with tall buildings. Flying through the web woven by time and space. Finally, flying through the night and dawn. The night will eventually give everything back to him. J 53Favorites623Clicks/ch80Nutrition
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Yf|zhengtu Yukimura wants to win. No matter what the world thinks of him, he is eager to stand on the highest podium again. He disdains being a fallen meteor. From beginning to end, he had only one goal, and that was to become the sun. This time, he will definitely win the Musketeers Cup. ---- "I have been a professional player for fifteen years, and this is my second time reaching the French Open final. The last time was when I was 22 years old, but we all know that I can't play until the age of 42. I do 47Favorites822Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Yf|farewell "Sometimes people are like this. No matter how close people are, they may drift apart unknowingly one day. When you are not prepared, you have already said goodbye." Purpose: A warm winter article 34Favorites770Clicks/ch—Nutrition