A Bone-Eating Ghost Marriage: Coffin Man, I Won't Marry You

On August 16, 2017, I went on a trip with my fiancé and my younger sister. When we passed through a small town in Yunnan, I drank a bottle of water my sister had brought me. Then I was kidnapped and sold. There was a strange and surreal village, bizarre insects, and people caught up in tangled love and hate. When I finally left that mountain village, exhausted, and returned to the home I had longed for, my family bared their fangs at me. In the end, the only person who protected me was the one who had ruined me.