It took a long time to fall this time, maybe because this is a towering old tree, and the leaves of ginkgo are shaking down like countless yellow butterflies as we pass through. When I landed, I felt that the time was extremely short. I was still occupying his chest and waist. He slapped me down, and I thought he was going to wake me up. He rolled me to the ground, and he caught me. His soft white palms covered my forehead, and there was a ginkgo leaf in his palms. When he opened his mouth, his voice was very pleasant, especially like the guqin I played randomly at home. Although I could never play it well and often scared the goldfish I raised, causing them to bump around in the fish tank, I knew it was a good guqin. It seemed to be called Crane...