Echoes of Sinking Island

The summer after the college entrance examination, Shen Yuci received an old tape. It contains an unfinished song that Gu Yubai hummed quietly late one night, and a sentence that was mostly swallowed up by the sea breeze: "... Don't blame me." At that time, a full year had passed since Gu Yubai drowned. A year ago, they were the most dazzling group of people in this seaside town - a silent painter, a gentle lead singer, a flamboyant girl, a smiling basketball captain, a cold-blooded transfer student, a perfect top student, and an enthusiastic guitarist. Seven people lit fairy sticks on the beach at the art festival and agreed to "be a light for a lifetime." Until that night when the tide rose, I fell into the sea out of anger, jumped down without hesitation, and a broken red rope.