A girl growing up in Taiwan mourns the death of her mother. She wanders around her grandmother’s bedroom. In her grandmother’s dresser, she finds a cabinet full fo treasures. When the girl turns twenty-two, she moves to the United States for her education. She settles in Silicon Valley and spends the next two decades running her startup. During those two decades, she marries a venture capitalist, though they eventually divorce. She is on her deathbed by the age of a hundred and five. She contemplates the passing of time and imagines herself at five again.

Her memories are scattered and all over the place. She remembers when she was five riding a brand-new pink bike while her mother and grandmother watched. At her mother’s funeral, she watches monks pray and mourn before an altar with her mother’s pictures and things on it. She and her family visit her mother’s grave on every Tomb Sweeping Day. Ever since age six, the girl is interested in the matter of infinity, later going on to study incredibly long half-lives in her college labs. At a Big Talk in college, she learns about how there are seven billion billion billion atoms in her body. She meets a man, who asks her about her startup idea, to which she says that she wants to look into the possibility of curing death. At the Treasure Island Alley, she meets a homeless man, a tour guide, the Monkey King. She wants to ask them all about her mother and in which afterlife she might be. She chases the Monkey King through space and time. In her forties, she divorces her husband, and her husband tells her that she refuses to let him in. Her grandmother passes away, but she doesn’t go back to Taiwan, because her startup funding is on the line. After she loses everything in her forties, she walks to the San Francisco Chinatown where she meets the characters of Treasure Island Alley again. Time is more complicated than ever.

On her deathbed, the woman, now a hundred and five, meets the Monkey King one last time. She passes away and imagines herself at five, in her grandmother’s room, again.