### Volume 1 Chapter 13: Pause heartbeat
When Eno's volunteer table was blown to the rooftop by the wind, Xia Cicada was wiping the blue medicine oozing from his cochlea with an alcohol cotton. The lights of the cram school penetrated his white shirt, reflecting the staggered old scars on his back, like a torn piano score.
"Why fill in the Department of Meteorology?" She held down the form lifted by the wind, and crossed the "Atmospheric Acoustics Major" he filled in with her fingertips.
Jiang Ye suddenly pressed the stethoscope to her heart, and the metal probe stained Liu Xu floating on the playground: "I want to analyze the heartbeat frequency of a seventeen-year-old." He tore off the collar to reveal the bruise of the collarbone, "For example, this... the change in air pressure before the rainstorm."
Xia Cicada's pen suddenly scratched the paper - the volunteer code 1007 was Jiang Zhixi's number in the international competition that year. The radio station at dusk suddenly played the third movement of "Moonlight", and Eno's pupils shrank into a needle tip with the rhythm of the wrong sound.
"Don't listen!" Xia Cicada pounced on the stereo knob, but was pulled into the locker by Jiang Ye's wrist. His palm was between the back of her brain and the tin, breathing the bitter smell of antipyretics: "This is the only way I can remember him."
In the dark, colorful radium rays spewed into the lockers. In the noisy sound of the graduation party, Xia Cicada felt a drop of warm liquid falling from the side of her neck - Jiang Ye's cochlea oozed blood again, and this time she dyed the cicada-shaped embroidery on her school emblem.
When they were found, Su Yuwei was holding the DV at the entangled limbs. In the camera, Jiang Ye blocked Xia Chan's face with his body, and the blood-stained cochlea shell pierced the camera with reflection: "Is it enough? Do you need a close-up of my death certificate?"
The rainstorm came as scheduled that night. Xia Cicada opened the attic iron box in the infirmary, and the back of the yellowed piano score was Jiang Zhixi's tender handwriting: "If it is raining when we meet again, please tilt the umbrella to me on the left, because the right ear needs to hear your breathing clearly."
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