That evening on the terrace, in the yellow glow of the outside light, it took a lull in the dinner conversation for anyone to notice that something was missing. Where were the dull thwacks of flying insects bumping against the lightbulb? Even the tuneless orchestra of cicadas or crickets, whichever they were (no one was quite sure), had stilled its instruments.
那天晚上，在露臺上，在外面燈光的黃光中，晚餐談話稍稍停頓時，纔有人注意到少了些什麼。飛蟲撞擊燈泡發出的沉悶聲響去哪了？甚至連那不知是蟬還是蟋蟀（沒人確定）的無調子樂隊也停止了演奏。
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