Once upon a time, there was a woman with skin like gelatin and hair like splashed ink. She was dressed in white with red flowers on it. Some people say that the flower is the flower from the other side, bright red in color. Some people say that the woman is the ferry between the yin and yang realms. Specially responsible for guiding those wandering souls who have lost their way because they are concerned about the human world. She does not age, is neither alive nor dead.
By chance, I met a boy who had lost his soul and took him home. It was probably due to fate. Many years later, the ferry girl met him again and the spark of love sparked. They experienced many things together until the end.
He still remembered the way she held the green bamboo lantern. Unfortunately, life was long and life was short. Fate brought them together, but fate made them part ways.
"I'm not a dead soul, you can follow me."