I bought myself a gorgeous urn.
I excitedly imagined myself lying inside it as ashes.
Unable to wait, I swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills.
Just as I was looking forward to saying goodbye to this world, an unfamiliar call suddenly interrupted me:
"Miss Lin, right? I want the urn you just bought. I need it urgently, so name your price."
I looked at the empty pill bottle and laughed bitterly:
"What a coincidence. Are you dying today too?"
"How about this: whoever kicks the bucket first gets it?"
"Though I should be faster than you."
"If we die at the same time, we can mix our ashes together."
After a long silence, the person on the other end said:
"...All right."
