Chapter 10

Felix stayed by my side while I got my stomach pumped.

I had realized by now that he was my childhood arch-enemy.

But he went abroad after middle school and we hadn't seen each other since.

I didn't expect we'd meet again under these circumstances.

He didn't speak anymore, just silently watched me go in pale-faced and come out.

Thanks to the cemetery letting me move my plot, I had vomited out most of the paraquat, which is why I managed to on until now.

When the doctor looked at my medical record, I gestured to Felix.

"Did you bring the transfer contract? I'll sign it now."

After all, he had run around helping me. I'd feel bad not giving him the grave plot.

But Felix didn't respond, just stared at my face, his gaze profound.

"Didn't you say you needed to use it immediately? Why did you agree now?"

This guy, I gave him the treasure grave, why is he still talking so much?

What else is there to ask about this?

I originally wanted to casually brush it off, but seeing Felix's solemn gaze, I suddenly felt I probably couldn't fool him.

So I sighed.

"My second brother said suicide by sea burial would be better, so I wouldn't trouble anyone to collect my body."

"I thought that made sense, so..."

The doctor was shocked by this bizarre conversation, almost tearing my medical record with his fingers.

He looked at the personal information, paused, then suddenly said softly.

"You're only 20 years old. Don't you want to try chemotherapy?"

"If it goes well, you could extend your life by 5-10 years at least."

I waved my hand: "Nah, no need to go to that trouble. I've lived long enough anyway."

I took back my medical record and stood up to leave.

I saw the cemetery agent still waiting outside with an odd expression.

He didn't even seem to have brought his bag.

"Hey, where's the transfer contract?"

Felix's footsteps paused.

He pursed his lips and looked at me with a solemn expression.

"Aria, let's share a grave."