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shortly after the leaves change color, they lose their vibrance and pass away on the side of the road.

i never knew that things could be like this, he said.
like what? song lan asked.

xiao xingchen did not answer. he looked up instead. he smiled. for a moment, everything is laid out. there is nothing else in the world. there is simply autumn and a question and the scent of rain.