Chapter 51 wind chime

My heart is a wind chime hanging from the eaves of a seven-story tower Excuse me One after another, knocking on a person's name ——Did you also feel the tremor on your tower? This is the pulse of silence, day and night Did you hear that, ding ding ding ding? I can't stand this annoying tone unless all winds are diverted Bells are taken off, towers are pulled down Just because my heart is a high and low wind chime Excuse me up and down knocking on someone's name