The river in our village swallows one living person every ten years.
That year it was my turn, and my grandma soaked me in a blood-red coffin overnight.
"Don't be afraid, baby. If you become the bride of the Corpse Fairy, you will be able to protect our family."
When the river swallowed the coffin, I saw countless pale arms reaching out to me.
Until the withered hand wearing grandma's jade bracelet gently patted my head...
Reader comments
The story is very novel, living with a corpse, and also shows that even if you become a corpse, you will not forget your living habits.
The story is very novel, living with a corpse, and also shows that even if you become a corpse, you will not forget your living habits.