When Nate opened his eyes again, he saw Fannie crying by his side.
"Why are you crying? I'm not dead." His voice was hoarse. Fannie abruptly raised her head to look at him.
"I'm crying for myself. I just found a good man and was about to marry him, but you're not dead," Fannie sneered.
"Ha-ha, I was just kidding. I won't allow you to marry another man." Nate tried to sit up but felt the great pain around his body once he moved.
A touch of sadness flashed by Fannie's eyes, but she pretended that she didn't care about Nate.
"Since you didn't think about me at all, why should I care about you? To be honest with you, I already bought you a grave." Saying that she threw a small book to his body. "You've survived this time, so you can keep it for the next time."
Nate was annoyed. "What are you talking about? I'm not going to die so easily!"
