Because of congenital heart disease, he could only live for 20 years, and he imagined countless scenes in which he might die: he died excitedly after receiving a love letter from his crush on the goddess, he died excitedly when he received the admission notice from a well-known foreign university, he died excitedly when he won a 100 million jackpot in the lottery ticket he bought the day before yesterday, he died excitedly when he saw Obama crying and hugging his thigh, begging him to be the president of the United States...
No matter what kind of withering occurs, it should always grow like a summer flower, warm and unrestrained. Like fireworks rising into the sky, it lasts forever.
Therefore... Passing away peacefully in sleep, he refused.