On the Ghost Festival, I was so poor that I secretly sniffed someone else's incense in the cemetery. I was chased out of the grave and beaten to the entrance of the cemetery. I accidentally bumped into the man I'd had a crush on for many years.
I thought my death was an accident, but it was man-made.
I thought the male god never paid attention to me, but it was the opposite.
But meeting again after death is ultimately a journey between humans and ghosts.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
