In the late stages of ALS, I asked someone to help me find a hospice volunteer.
My request is very simple. I hope she can let me die in a dignified manner during the last period of my life, so that I will not be lonely and lose my face.
After discussing the terms and price over the phone, we decided to meet as soon as possible.
I never thought that she would be my ex-girlfriend who was cruelly abandoned by me three years ago.
As soon as we met, she threw the coffee in her hand on my face.
"Jiang Chen, are you interested in playing tricks on me? You are such a scourge, even if the whole world dies, you will not die!"
I sighed helplessly and grabbed her clothes:
"I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear, but I actually made the appointment for my grandma."
She was silent for a long time, then signed the contract I prepared with a stern face.
I felt happy.
It's written in black and white. Now when I get sick, I don't have to worry about no one collecting my body for me.
