At eighteen, Ji You wrote herself a plan for her life:
She would go to university in the north, fly there for registration, see the high-altitude scenery her parents had never seen, and experience a snowy winter.
She would write novels while enjoying university life, take a part-time job in her free time, and buy a small home of her own.
Her home would have a rocking chair on the balcony and a study where she could collect all the things she had wanted but never gotten as a child.
At thirty, she would adopt a child, preferably a child around ten years old. The generation gap wouldn't be too wide, and they might have things in common.
She would give the child everything she had and earn the name "Mom." Maybe the child would accept her.
Ji You wanted the child to take classes with her. She had always envied the classmates who could attend extracurricular classes.
Even in her thirties, it wouldn't be too late. Being able to cultivate your own interests is one of life's great pleasures.
When she was in her forties and the child was in college, Ji You would quit her job and travel around the world.
The child should be independent and treat their partner well. Ji You hoped to raise a good person.
Once she was tired of traveling, she would return to her little home and become a full-time novelist.
There was no partner in Ji You's future. Her ideal ending was to die of old age.
Ji You would sign an organ donation form, hoping her organs wouldn't have aged by the time they came to collect them.
Did organ donation mean they killed you on the spot? Eighteen-year-old Ji You didn't know.
The newly appointed Soul Reaper looked at the girl standing on the edge of the rooftop, utterly confused. "You've planned out your whole future so carefully. Why do you want to end your life?"
Feeling the cool night breeze, Ji You replied in a flat voice, "Plans don't always work out. I might have mild depression."
The Soul Reaper did his best to persuade her. "You're still young. The world is so beautiful. Why give up on life over an unfounded suspicion?"
"Being alive is a wonderful thing," the Soul Reaper pleaded.
Ji You suddenly looked up and smiled at him. "Then, big brother, show me the beauty of this world."
Core message: Cherish life and appreciate its beauty
