Ginkgo leaves fell on her head. I didn't take off the first one, but I took off the second one. No more ginkgo leaves would fall on her head in the future.
She likes ginkgo, likes freedom, and likes me.
So she is under the ginkgo tree, in the sea, hanging around my neck.
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When autumn leaves, it also takes away the people of autumn.
Autumn will come back, but autumn people will never come back.
Cheng Lanxin×Li Yuxi
Intention: Two-way redemption