Life is different and life and death are at different times. I wear red makeup and linen and my eyes are wet with tears.
The bones are taken out, the soul is taken out, and the soul is reincarnated, and then the funeral ceremony is completed.
Childhood sweetheart, got married and lost. How can you be reconciled when you steal a glimmer of life by chance?
The living people are eventually crazy...
Which one is more painful, the ritual of removing the bones and extracting the soul or holding the body?
Even if I become a substitute and become an evil ghost, if I can exchange for meeting you again in a thousand years, it will be worth it.
Concept: This is just a short imaginary short film that I want to make with CP~