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Books by Who Will Receive the Golden Branch
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(La Corda d'Oro) Reborn as a Fairy (金色琴弦)穿成精灵以后
I looked at my reflection in the fountain. Long, curly, pale golden hair; a face as cute as a Barbie doll's; long, curled eyelashes; big, clear, sparkling sapphire-blue eyes; and a small, rosy-red mouth. A pink princess dress with a puffy skirt. What a cute, beautiful girl. Good. Really good! I gritted my teeth as I exclaimed. But why did I have a pair of wings on my back!!! And why was I less than an inch tall!!! Aaaah!!! Once again, I threw my head back and cried out to the heavens.
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What If We're Just Passing Through? 如果是过客
She transmigrates into the world of Prince of Tennis as Sanada's younger sister. This is a world of tennis. Can she fit in, or will she only ever be a spectator? He gazes at her, smiling with refined calm. "Xiao Rou, I like tennis." A faint sadness lingers in his eyes. He'll keep going, so when they part in the future, it probably won't hurt too much, will it? The handsome boy with his elegant, delicate features smiles faintly. "This is quite interesting." Is he talking about her, or tennis?
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(Prince of Tennis) Forgotten River （网王）忘川
Past life, present life, A sorrowful and hopeless world. Should we cling to it, or leave it behind? Gazing into the darkness of this world, leaving behind a single cold tear, or holding on to a thread of affection. We alone can choose what happens, or perhaps we have no choice at all... You linger in memories, waiting until frost blankets the sky. The worries in your heart cannot be undone; the red lotuses you planted have already bloomed. A thousand years of loneliness: whose love ran deep, wh
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Whose Springtime Blossoms Have I Passed Through? 走过谁的春暖花开
In the colorful years of youth, whose springtime did we pass through? What is love? Aching and bittersweet, a moment's fluttering heart, a moment's racing pulse, a fleeting taste of happiness. A young girl's feelings are pure and beautiful; her thoughts are simple and clear. July had always looked up to Lin Feichen. In those youthful days, he was the only one who had taken up residence in her heart. The corners of Lin Feichen's eyes, his faint, gentle smile... July kept her eyes fixed on him,
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