Lingxue, who was hopeless, walked on the road at dusk under the setting sun, walking with her hands behind her back and her feet crossed, walking through a childhood in her memory. It wasn't until nightfall that she waved goodbye to Father Sun and said goodbye to this bright road.
When I came to the corridor of the community, I looked at the familiar corridors. There were wheelchair trolleys upstairs, variable-speed bicycles downstairs, and ordinary bicycles that had been hidden for an unknown period of time and were filled with dust.
The stairs going upstairs became Lingxue's bridge. She would eventually forget the experience of this day, just like she had to forget that rainy day and forced herself to look up at the sun tomorrow.
Lingxue foretells her death date, which will start when she turns twenty-two today.
"Come on... Try to survive until that day."
"Just one more day to live..."
This solo world trip was, after all, just her fantasy.
Until.
When her true love came, Lingxue finally found a sense of survival.
But.
Unlucky fate.
Lingxue signed her name on the organ donation form.
"Give him my life."
This journey that cannot be loved must eventually be brought to an end by someone.
Purpose: Find the meaning of living alone