After My Lung Cancer Diagnosis, My Family Begged Me to Die Soon

I was in the late stages of lung cancer, so I called the funeral home a month in advance.

I picked an auspicious day and booked a farewell hall for my funeral.

According to the almanac, being laid to rest that day would bring good fortune and blessings in my next life.

I lay in my dark, cramped, subsidized apartment, ready to swallow the pills and end my life.

Then an urgent call came from the funeral home:

"I'm sorry, Miss Chen, but your reserved time in the farewell hall overlaps with another booking!"

"Our staff failed to double-check, and the hall was temporarily booked for another gentleman."

"Would you be able to change the time, or... share the hall?"