Hide and Seek

"Hey, are you interested in exploring haunted houses?" My best friend, Meng, asked with a lewd grin. Anyone who didn't know him would probably think he was a professional pimp, trying to lure people off on the street.

"No, what's wrong with you?"

I glanced at him and then turned my gaze back to the One Piece manga in front of me. Speaking of which, Hunter x Hunter seems to have gone on hiatus again last week. I heard Togashi is neglecting his work by playing video games again. If I want to see Hunter x Hunter finish, am I going to have to ask my grandson to burn some money for me?

"Han, don't be too quick to tell. I have some information you don't know!" Meng said mysteriously, a slight smirk playing on his lips, as if he were very confident.

"What information? Tell me." Seeing Meng's cryptic look, I couldn't help but become slightly interested.

"It's related to her." Meng secretly pointed to a girl, who was also the object of my crush, although I always thought I hid it well and no one would find out.

"Oh?" I deliberately feigned nonchalance, not even lifting my eyelids. In truth, I wanted to know everything about Xiaoya.

"I got this from her friend. Xiaoya likes supernatural and scary things. Like in junior high, she was obsessed with Ouija boards, and in high school she even joined a paranormal research club," A-Meng whispered in my ear.

"Oh, what does that have to do with me?" I said casually, but it was truly surprising… I never expected the seemingly quiet Xiaoya to have this side to her.

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me?! Aren't you secretly in love with her?" A-Meng looked at me with astonishment.

*Pfft!* Hearing this, I almost spat out blood. And bro, keep your voice down! Didn't you see the people at the next table are looking over here?

"You… who told you this?" I felt my voice tremble.

"I guessed, but isn't it obvious?" A-Meng looked at me with a puzzled expression.

Really? Obvious? So, my attempt to hide it was actually so easy for others to see through? But it's probably because Ah Meng and I grew up together, we're so familiar with each other, right? I thought uncertainly.

"So what if it is?" Since they've already guessed it, there's no point in hiding it anymore, might as well just admit it!

"Doesn't she like mysterious and supernatural things? I'm thinking of an excuse to invite her... Hey, don't get me wrong, my target isn't her, but her best friend. You can come along too, we can have a two-on-two date, what do you think?" Ah Meng flashed his signature lewd smile again. I wonder which of Xiao Ya's best friends he's set his sights on; he's probably already fantasized about her.

"Sure, but are you so sure she'll agree?" As far as I know, it's not like no one has invited her to the movies or parties, but Xiao Ya seems uninterested.

"Well... it's better to try than to sit here doing nothing!" As soon as he said this, A-Meng's previous confidence weakened a bit. In the end, he was just as unsure as I was.

"So how do you plan to invite her?" I had to admit that A-Meng was right. If things continued like this, I probably wouldn't have a chance to confess to Xiao-Ya by the end of the semester.

"It's simple, let's go find Ma Yu!" A-Meng said confidently.

Ma Yu, I haven't heard that name in a while. He's my and A-Meng's neighbor, two years older than us. He's always been the one who took us to play all sorts of games and run wild since we were little.

His family owns a temple, so he's been exposed to all sorts of supernatural things since he was a child. Even his name was the same as that of Wang Chongyang, the second leader of the Quanzhen Sect, a disciple of him. Therefore, his nickname since childhood has always been Master Ma.

"Master Ma... it seems like it's been quite a while since we've seen him. But why should we look for him?" I stroked my chin, thinking.

"Have you forgotten how he always started those nighttime outings to spooky places or those dare-test competitions when we were kids? If you want to explore those kinds of places, he's the one to go with," A-Meng said confidently.

Seeing my hesitant look, A-Meng said, "Alright, it's settled then! I'll go find Ma Yu, and you, A-Han, are in charge of asking Xiao Ya out. And make sure she brings Fang Ru along too, otherwise my plan will be ruined."

Encouraged by A-Meng, I half-heartedly agreed. But it turns out this guy's target is Fang Ru, oh well, I'll invite her too!

Soon, A-Meng received Ma Yu's reply, saying that if we were to go, we would need to make some preparations. If we wanted to see real ghosts, we would need to wait until the Ghost Festival next month.

But these past few days, because she's always with other classmates, I haven't been able to find a good opportunity to invite her. I'm thinking of just not worrying about so much and inviting her directly in front of everyone.

Fortunately, on Friday afternoon, a torrential downpour caught my eye. I saw Xiaoya standing at the entrance of the Faculty of Arts building, her back to me, gazing out the door. Although she wasn't the prettiest girl in our class, her unique charm captivated me.

And luckily, there was no one else around. Perhaps this was a little bit of time God had given me.

"Lingya, it's raining so hard, I wonder when it'll stop. Shall I hold my umbrella and walk you back to your dorm?" I walked up to Xiaoya, looking at her delicate profile, and asked. I had been worried that inviting her directly might be too abrupt, but thankfully, the rain gave me an excuse to strike up a conversation.

She glanced at me and said casually, "I'm going back to my dorm. Are you... going that way?"

"Of course, let's go." Actually, the girls' dorm was in the opposite direction from where I was going.

"Oh... thank you for your help." She smiled politely and nodded slightly.

As classmates, though not very close, we could easily find topics to chat about.

"There are some things I don't quite understand about my exams next week. Can I ask you about them?" I asked casually.

When we were almost at the girls' dormitory entrance, I finally mustered the courage to speak: "Ling Ya... are you free on the night of the 3rd of next month?"

"What? You want to ask me out?" She looked at me with a half-smile, her beautiful phoenix eyes wide.

Her sharp gaze sent chills down my spine, but I couldn't back down now. I forced a smile and said, "A-Meng and I want to explore a haunted house. The person who took us said that if it's all men, the yang energy might be too strong, and I heard you're into that..."

She suddenly burst into laughter, a burst of joyful laughter, and casually waved her hand, saying, "Okay, no need to explain, I agree."

"What?" I was stunned.

"Never mind if you didn't hear me." Xiao Ya turned and walked back to her dormitory.

I snapped out of my daze and shouted at her retreating back, "We'll arrange the location later!"

After hesitating for two seconds, for my brother's happiness, I added, "Help me ask if Zhang Fangru can come along."

Xiaoya raised her hand, waved casually twice, turned a corner, and disappeared from my sight. I didn't know if she meant yes or no.

She said yes! She really said yes! On the way back, joy slowly welled up inside me. I hadn't had any expectations at all, but at this moment, I was extremely grateful to A-Meng for suggesting the idea.

Back home, I sprawled on my bed and called A-Meng to tell him the good news.

"Great! Let's meet at the school gate at 10 PM on the 10th of next month!" A-Meng was overjoyed to hear the news.

"That late?" I was a little surprised.

"When we get there, it'll be the middle of the night, the yin energy is at its peak! By the way, what about Fang-Ru? Is she coming along?"

A-Meng thought of the girl he wanted to pursue this time. Fang-Ru was the class clown, a bit mischievous but very easy to get along with.

"Not sure, I'll ask again next week~" I said guiltily, heaven knows if Xiao-Ya even remembered that response.

"Damn! Useless! You got it done so quickly! Damn!" A-Meng's annoyed voice came from the phone.

"Hehe, I'm in a good mood today, say whatever you want, I won't argue with you." I said with a smile.

"Damn!" He ended with a strong curse and hung up the phone.

--The

following Monday, just as I was about to go and ask Xiaoya, she came over herself. Even though it was the height of summer, I felt a chill emanating from her.

"I've already asked Fangru. She wants to know the time and place before making a decision. Also, it's a personal matter of mine. Could you give me your birth date and time?"

I repeated the time and place A-Meng had told me a couple of days ago, then asked, "Birth date and time? I need to go back and ask. I've forgotten. But what do you need it for?"

"To tell your fortune," Xiaoya smiled faintly.

"Then… let's add each other on Line? I'll look for it and send it to you when I get back."

Xiaoya nodded in agreement. I scanned the barcode and added her on Line. Her profile picture was a cute chibi-style shrine maiden in white and red.

After I got home, I rummaged through my mother's dressing table drawers for ages before finally finding my exact birth time on my birth certificate. In Bazi terms, it would be "Jiwei Bingzi Guiyou Bingchen".

After sending it to her, I waited for her reply, but unfortunately, I didn't receive a message until I fell asleep from exhaustion.

It wasn't until the birdsong outside my window woke me up in the morning that I saw a reply: "Your birth chart is too weak. If there really are ghosts at the place you're going to… be careful."

Ugh, that made me a little scared, but you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. I wasn't going to miss this opportunity to connect with Xiaoya and strengthen our relationship!

Soon, the day we agreed on arrived. I couldn't say whether I was nervous or excited, but I arrived more than half an hour early and waited there with A-Meng.

"Hey, you're not a virgin anymore, why are you acting even less than a virgin? It's just a girl, is it really necessary to be so excited?" A-Meng said, yawning.

"You'll know when you meet a woman you truly like. By the way, where's Master Ma? He shouldn't have forgotten, right?"

I looked around. Although it was the familiar school gate, arriving so close to midnight still gave it a somewhat eerie feel.

"I don't know. I haven't been able to contact him these past few days either. Anyway, if we can't wait, we'll just go ourselves, haha!" A-Meng said energetically. It seems that night owls like him are indeed more energetic as the night goes on.

Just then, a white dot appeared in the distance, getting closer and closer. I looked closely and realized it was Xiao Ya. She was wearing a shrine maiden outfit similar to her chibi-style portrait: a loose white robe, ankle-length scarlet trousers, and her hair styled in double buns. She looked even cuter than usual.

Beside her was a petite girl with fair skin and bright, lively eyes, looking quite mischievous.

Upon seeing her, A-Meng rubbed his hands together and went to greet her, saying shyly, "Fangru, you're here! If you had told me sooner, I would have come to pick you up."

Damn that scoundrel! He was just laughing at me for being so nervous like a virgin, but now he's acting like a lapdog.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind the banyan tree beside me: "Everyone's here, let's go."

Turning around, I saw a thin-faced young man in casual clothes leaning against the tree trunk, watching us.

Holy crap, isn't that Ma Yu? I hadn't even noticed when he arrived.

"Hello, long time no see!" I waved in greeting.

"A-Han, this time Xiao Meng told me you guys want to see a real ghost. I'm warning you upfront, don't take this lightly. There are some things I specifically remind you of that you must pay attention to. If you can do them, then I can take you there," Master Ma continued the conversation that had been interrupted.

We exchanged glances and nodded.

The sky had darkened, and the clouds were thick tonight, the crescent moon appearing and disappearing like a beauty half-veiled.

Led by Ma Yu, we passed through the campus and entered the hills behind the school. Since there were no streetlights here, he took out flashlights and distributed them to everyone, walking at the front. At first, we followed a small path, but suddenly he turned and went straight into the woods. We followed closely behind, afraid of losing track of the group.

We walked for about 20 minutes. Fangru had been laughing and joking at first, but the atmosphere around her grew increasingly tense, and she seemed to become sullen as well. Then I saw A Meng quietly reach out and hold her small hand; perhaps out of fear, she didn't pull away.

Wow! A Meng is quick on the uptake. Should I try it too?

While I was hesitating, we arrived at a house built of stones. Its exterior was unremarkable, a low, two-story building that looked abandoned for a long time, covered in vines.

I've been at school for over two years, but I never knew there was such a house in the woods behind the mountain. I quietly asked A-Meng, and I could tell he was just as puzzled.

Upon reaching the house, Master Ma suddenly stopped and said, "Let me tell you the legend of this house. Years ago, there was an extremely intelligent and lovely girl who was very popular among her peers. However, because she was too dazzling, many girls in her class were jealous of her. One day, she was forcibly brought here by those people, who said they wanted to play hide-and-seek with her. She would be 'it,' and the others would hide. If she could find everyone, they would let her go." "

Those people set a trap, and she never found the last person because that person wasn't even in the house. In the end, she was punished by being locked inside and starved to death. This is what is said to have happened in this house back then, but it has not been verified. Now, if we want to see her, we must join that unfinished game from back then..." After speaking,

Master Ma led us into the house. I went in and shone my flashlight around. There was a lot of dust in the house, and there were cobwebs in the corners. It seemed that no one had been here for a long time. Looking back at the path I had come from, there were still footprints on the floor.

At this moment, the others also came in, looked around, and Ah Meng shouted loudly, "Hey, there's nothing here! You were making it sound so scary."

I knew he was a little nervous, deliberately speaking loudly to bolster his courage.

Using the flashlight, I looked around the room. It was a simple living room with an old sofa, a bulky traditional television, and heavy, dusty curtains…

Ma Yu took out a large piece of yellow paper and spread it on the floor. On the paper was a circle drawn with a vermilion pen, inside which was a square pattern. He placed a triangular mirror in each of the four corners of the square, and a person sat in the center of the circle with a bowl of rice water in front of them, reciting:

"With my heart I reach the Nine Netherworlds, I proclaim to the Three Realms, the Boundless Divine Land, the Palace of the Springs, the Northern Capital Luofeng, the source of the Twelve Rivers, that I may bring back the dead, transform the bones into

humans, that ghosts and spirits may hear this and be able to speak, that wandering souls may hear this and be enlightened, that the dead may hear this and be returned to life." After reciting this, Ma Yu quickly dabbed rice water on our foreheads with a vermilion pen.

Fangru excitedly pulled A Meng and said, "Brother Ma Yu looks so stylish, so handsome!"

Hearing this, A Meng's face darkened. He had come here today to pick up girls, and this couldn't go on. So he quickly said, "No matter what happens, I will protect you."

Fangru smiled and nodded, looking very pleased.

After finishing these steps, Ma Yu, looking somewhat pale, took out five white candles with holders attached and said, "Everyone, take one candle and light it. Then we will begin tonight's ceremony."

Soon, Ma Yu lit everyone's candles, instantly brightening the room considerably. I glanced around; everyone's faces, illuminated by the flickering candlelight, had a somewhat eerie quality. The

flickering flames were weak in the darkness, making one worry they might go out soon, but they remained steadfast, showing no sign of extinguishing.

After distributing a white candle to each person, Ma Yu took out an hourglass from his backpack and said, "This hourglass lasts about a minute. I'll turn it over, and the game will begin. Everyone find a place to hide. Remember, even if a ghost appears and finds you, as long as your white candle isn't extinguished, you'll be safe. So when everyone has about a third of their candle left, remember to return to this hall and don't blow it out yourself."

I looked at the candle on the stand, feeling uncertain. If there really was a ghost, could such an inconspicuous candle really protect us?

I glanced at Xiaoya; she was staring at the candle, lost in thought.

After Master Ma turned the hourglass over, everyone followed his instructions and found a place to hide. I saw that everyone was hiding on the first floor. I originally wanted to hide behind the curtain, but seeing that A Meng had already taken the candle over, I decided to find another spot.

So I went upstairs and randomly opened a door. Old wooden floors, a desk with framed photos, a bulky window air conditioner, and a classic-looking wardrobe.

That's it. I pulled the handle and opened the wardrobe, and a musty smell immediately wafted out. I couldn't help but cough twice. After hesitating for a while, I endured it and hid inside. Anyway, I could get out once the candle burned down to a third of its length; it shouldn't take too long.

I silently counted to 60, assuming everyone was already hidden.

Waiting for the ghost to catch me.

The surroundings were silent; I could even hear my own heartbeat. I watched quietly as the white candle burned, the wax dripping onto the tray, and soon only three-quarters of the candle remained.

In this environment, I lost all sense of time. How much time had passed? Three minutes? Five minutes?

Suddenly, I felt a little dizzy. I realized that if the candle kept burning and consumed oxygen, it would fill the wardrobe with carbon dioxide, and I might suffocate. So I quickly opened a crack to let in some fresh air.

After opening the wardrobe, I suddenly heard the sound of an iron gate opening downstairs, followed by a series of heavy footsteps. I couldn't resist my curiosity and went to the second-floor railing to peek down.

It was a group of young people about my age, three men and two women. Then the dark-skinned, muscular young man in the middle spoke up: "Hello everyone, my name is Dajun, a third-year student in Computer Science. I'm glad you all came to participate in my test of courage event. First, let's all introduce ourselves. Next, it's my friend to my left, and then we'll introduce ourselves clockwise."

Professor Gan Lin, what a coincidence! I ran into college students who were also exploring a haunted house. This was awkward. I checked the length of the candle; it was still about three-quarters burned. I decided to wait until it burned down to about one-third before we all came out together, which would be easier to explain.

So I leaned over the railing and silently observed them.

The young man to his left, with delicate features and a somewhat shy demeanor, said, "My name is Zhang Xiaofan. I've always enjoyed thrills. This is my girlfriend, Xiaolan, and we're here together."

His girlfriend introduced herself briefly, saying that she, like Xiaofan, was a law student. Xiaolan wasn't tall, but her proportions were excellent, making her appear much taller than she actually was. She wore light makeup and a light blue shirt, and her clear, crisp voice seemed to invigorate the men present.

After her introduction, it was the turn of a bald man, whether naturally bald or intentionally shaved.

He scratched his bald head and said, "Just call me Iron Head. I won't explain why; you can probably guess." The crowd burst into laughter, easing the previously tense atmosphere considerably.

Next up was the last girl. She was also petite, with a round, apple-shaped face and flawless skin that made you want to pinch her cheeks. She smiled sweetly and said, "My name is Yang Zilan, but my friends call me Lanzi (basket), it's just the name backwards, haha."

At this moment, Dajun announced loudly, "Our courage-testing activity today is 'One Hundred Ghost Stories'!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked puzzled, but Tietou, who clearly knew more than Zhang Xiaofan, immediately asked, "Are you talking about that game where you take turns telling ghost stories and then blow out the candles? But that requires a hundred candles, right? We don't have enough people!"

Dajun chuckled twice and said, "Even if we don't have enough people, we can still play. Just think of it as ..." "Just having some fun, it's fine. Okay, Tie Tou already explained the rules, so let's sit in a circle on the floor now."

After everyone had chosen their seats, Da Jun held the candle to his chest, the flickering flame casting a somewhat eerie light on his usually honest and simple face: "So, this time, Xiao Fan will start. Whoever finishes blowing out the candle will designate the next person."

Xiao Fan thought for a moment and then said, "Ming Hui is a 25-year-old accountant. She never imagined that the man she once deeply loved would actually be a deranged serial killer...

Ming Hui sat on the sofa, randomly flipping through the TV, recalling what had happened... Although she had heard her boyfriend say that before her, he had slept with her five times..." She had a romantic history, but it wasn't until the police stormed in and arrested her boyfriend that she learned that he had murdered each of his supposed five girlfriends, slaughtering them like pigs, blanching them, and cooking them into dishes, which he then ate…

This incident caused a huge uproar in society, and Minghui, as his last girlfriend, was constantly interviewed by reporters afterward, who pressed her for details of their past relationship.

Minghui still remembered the beautiful earrings he gave her on Valentine's Day last year, which he personally put on for her, and she still wears them now.

She also remembered that at Christmas, because of the extremely cold weather, he thoughtfully gave her a warm coat, which she wore again on this cold day. Although that guy was a deranged serial killer, he was still very kind to her. Minghui felt the slight warmth from the coat wrapped around her body…

At this moment, the voice of the female anchor on the TV pulled her back from her memories: “Regarding the serial murders of girlfriends at the beginning of this year, the police have finally successfully broken through the suspect’s defenses today. The police have brought the suspect back to the crime scene for a reenactment. The specimens made from the breasts of five women that the suspect cut off have also been found. In addition, the suspect confessed today that he peeled off the skin of the victims and sewed it into the coat as a lining…”

Minghui looked at the coat she was wearing, the one her boyfriend had given her last year, and involuntarily hugged herself tightly, because at this moment, she had no warmth left…

After the story was finished, Lan Zi covered her face and said, "How scary!"

Xiao Fan glanced at Xiao Lan beside him; her face was also a little pale. He squeezed her little hand to reassure her and then blew out the white candle in front of him.

There were four candles left.

Xiao Fan designated Yang Zi Lan to tell the next story, the one about the girl nicknamed Lan Zi.

Lan Zi's apple-shaped face looked rosy in the flickering candlelight, making one want to take a bite. She patted her not-so-high chest with her little hand to calm herself down and said, "Is it my turn?... Let me think... But this story is a bit long... Hehe..."

Lan Zi thought for almost a minute before slowly beginning to speak: "A long, long time ago, there lived a fox on a mountain. Although he couldn't find any other foxes on the entire mountain, and he got along well with the other animals, he still sometimes felt lonely. One day, as usual, he was on the mountain..." While strolling along the mountain, a bullet suddenly whizzed past him, startling him.

He quickly hid and noticed a hunter hurrying towards him, muttering, "Strange, I can't find him. What a pity, I was so close to getting the best pelt." Foxes are always vengeful, and he silently memorized the man's face.

A few days later, he saw the man return to the mountain with a gun. So the fox set a small trap, intending to play a prank on the hunter and let him stumble and vent his anger. Unexpectedly... The man tripped and rolled twice, his head hitting a sharp rock, and he died instantly. The fox ran over, listened to the man's chest, and checked his breath. "What to do? He's really dead. What should we do?"

The fox deeply regretted killing him, so he went to discuss it with his pack of foxes and dogs. They came up with an idea: the fox, who supposedly had the ability to transform, would become the man and live on in his place. However, the fox had never tried this before, and after a while… After some trial and error, he actually succeeded in transforming, appearing naked before his friends.

His friends then helped him remove the man's clothes and put them on the fox. The bear looked at him and said, "Look! You look exactly like him now. If you don't tell anyone, I guarantee no one will recognize you."

The little deer beside him added, "We're so envious of your ability! We've heard there are many fun things in the human world. Bring us something back when you come back!" The fox smiled and agreed, waving goodbye before nervously descending the mountain.

"The fox entered the city and strolled along the streets. As he pondered how to find out who this man was, someone greeted him. He returned the greeting and tentatively asked, 'Why don't you come to my house for a while?' He had his friend walk a little ahead, and thus easily found the man's house." "

As soon as he entered the house, a cute little boy blinked his big eyes and said, 'Daddy!'

He realized this was the man's son and picked the little boy up. At that moment, a young woman came out of the house, saying, 'Little one, where have you been?'

The little boy replied, 'Daddy's back.'"

The young woman paused slightly when she saw him holding the child, saying, "Little Bao can be quite clingy sometimes. Let me hold him; the food is ready."

But Little Bao refused to get down, saying, "Daddy hasn't held me in so long; I don't want to."

Seeing this, the fox said, "It's alright, it's fine."

Seeing him say this, the young woman invited him and his friends to eat together. During the meal, he tried to speak as little as possible, listening to their conversation and learning some useful information, such as his name being Wu Si.

However, he still didn't know his wife's name, nor did he understand why his wife seemed somewhat afraid of him. So, when his wife wasn't around, he held Little Bao and asked, "What do I usually call you, Mom?"

Little Bao replied, "You wretched woman." The fox was startled, thinking how badly this man treated his wife.

He then asked, "What do other people call you?"

Little Bao thought for a moment and said, "Grandma calls Mom 'Xiao Wu.'" The fox silently repeated the name a few times in his mind and remembered it. Little Bao's name was Wu Bao.

"Wu Si is a hunter. He and Xiao Wu were quite loving when they got married, but later, as Wu Si went out early and came back late every day, I don't know what he was doing. A neighbor once spread some rumors that he saw Wu Si frequently going in and out of a man's house outside the city, but none of this could be confirmed. All I know is that his attitude towards his wife got worse and worse, and his attitude towards Xiao Bao also got worse. He never brought money home, and he used the money he earned from hunting to gamble. All the expenses at home were supported by Xiao Wu doing some handicrafts."

He lay alone in bed that night, tossing and turning until he fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw Xiaowu bringing in a basin of water and gently washing him. He smelled the pleasant fragrance on Xiaowu and wondered if human wives always did these things for their husbands. He felt a warmth in his heart, took Xiaowu's hand, and said, "Thank you."

Xiaowu looked a little surprised, then lowered her head and said, "It's what I should do." The fox then asked, "Do we...sleep separately at night?"

Xiaowu's eyes remained closed as she said calmly, "It's been like this ever since Xiaobao was born. You complained that he was too noisy at night."

After his wife left, the fox followed her out. He couldn't possibly repeat Wu Si's actions of fighting... Hunting, having nothing to do, stayed home. Xiao Wu was somewhat surprised that he was still at home, but quietly continued doing her crafts. The fox sat there watching her, thinking, "Humans are really troublesome. They have to do so much to fill their stomachs, unlike before when they could just eat some fruit on the mountain."

Suddenly, Xiao Wu cried out, so he got up and went over. Xiao Wu put her hands behind her back and said, "It's nothing."

He pulled Xiao Wu's hands out, looked at them, and said, "You're bleeding, and you say it's nothing."

Following his old habit of licking his wounds, he put Xiao Wu's fingers in his mouth and gently licked them. He suddenly noticed that Xiao Wu's face was a little red, though he didn't know why.

"At lunchtime, when the family was eating together, Wu Si's mother put some food in his bowl, saying, 'It's rare for you to be home at this time, eat more.'

The fox followed suit and put some food in Xiao Bao's bowl. Seeing Xiao Bao's smiling face, his mood improved as well. The next day, Wu Si went to the street to find some manual labor. Everyone seemed a little strange that he hadn't gone to the casino anymore, but he himself didn't seem to notice anything."

"As he worked hard, the days passed by, and soon a month had gone by. He found that he seemed to really like this feeling. The feeling of living with his family made him feel very warm, and he also fell in love with his wife who always served him gently. He never thought that one day he would fall in love with a human woman, but it really happened. But what frustrated him was that, apart from the day he held Xiao Wu's hand, she always cleverly dodged his attempts to hold her hand afterward."

"A month later, he took some time to go back to the mountain to see his old friends, bringing back many interesting things. They were overjoyed to see the fox and were all tempted by his story about his life in the human world, but none of them possessed the fox's transformation ability, so they had to give up."

"The little lamb asked curiously, 'Are you really not coming back?'

The fox replied earnestly, 'After living for so long, I finally have a family. I want to be with my wife, watch my baby grow up, and my mother certainly can't accept losing her son.'

A little deer, happily playing with a ball nearby, heard this and said sadly, 'Then you must come back to see us often, okay?' The fox smiled and said, 'I certainly will.'"

The fox bid farewell to its friends once more and went down the mountain, its shadow stretched long and thin in the afterglow of the setting sun. "

One morning, as Xiaowu was helping him wash up, he mustered his courage and suddenly took her hand. Looking at her somewhat panicked expression, he said, 'I...I really like you.' He held her hand, feeling uneasy.

Xiaowu suddenly shuddered, her eyes reddened, and tears dripped into the basin, creating ripples. Although she had recently sensed that her husband seemed to have changed, and changed a lot, she was afraid. She had been hurt too deeply to accept the love her husband had shown her during this time." "

The fox panicked when he saw her crying and said worriedly, 'If you don't like hearing this, I won't say it.'

Xiaowu shook her head and said, 'I like...I really like you, but...why did you fall in love with me?'

Actually, when the fox first met her, he only thought this woman was very gentle and smelled nice. But as the days went by, he found that Xiaowu's every smile and gesture captivated his heart. Perhaps this was love at first sight, the fox thought to himself."

The fox stammered, "How about we sleep together tonight?" Xiao Wu, nestled in his arms, nodded shyly.

Days passed, and the fox and Xiao Wu had another daughter. The fox worked diligently, earning the appreciation of some people, which improved his salary and their lives improved day by day. Until one day, his mother suddenly fell ill. The doctor was helpless and told him to go in and see her one last time. "

After he went in, his mother stroked his hair and said, 'I know you're not my son, are you?' The fox was shocked. He hadn't expected his secret, buried for so many years, to be exposed so suddenly. He had no choice but to tell her everything." "

His mother smiled kindly and said, 'When people are about to die, they often see things clearly. Although you're not my son, you've done very well all these years. I have no regrets when I die. Just remember not to let Xiao Wu and the child find out, okay?' The fox, with tears in his eyes, cried out for his mother as he watched her pass away."

"After his mother passed away, he became even more careful. Until the day his hair turned white, no one noticed, not even his wife who slept beside him. On his deathbed, he held Xiaowu's hand and said, 'I love you very much. You must remember this.'

Xiaowu, with tears in her eyes, said, 'I know, I've always known.'

The fox spoke with some difficulty, 'If I weren't human, would you still love me?'

Xiaowu didn't understand why he asked that, but she kept nodding. He closed his eyes contentedly and said, 'After I die, wrap me in a straw mat and cremate me. Don't let anyone open it; cremate me directly...'

After saying this, his consciousness began to blur. He thought of the happy memories of these past years, and with a smile on his face, he passed away. His soul floated into the air, looking at his own
corpse, still a human, not a fox again."

"Perhaps, he had already become a real human,"

Lanzi finished the story.

Tie Tou then curled his lip and said, "What? Not scary at all."

This annoyed Lan Zi, who slapped him several times with her little hand before blowing out the candles.

Three candles remained.

Lan Zi, pouting, directed Tie Tou to start the next story.

Tie Tou first touched his bald head and then said, "The story I'm going to tell is very scary, definitely not like the last one."

Everyone saw Lan Zi, sitting to the side, pinch him.

Tie Tou slowly began, "The heroine of this story is named Xiao Hui. Xiao Hui hasn't had sex with her boyfriend for over three months."

Upon hearing this, the two girls present blushed slightly, thinking how bluntly he had put it.

But Tie Tou continued, still staring at the flickering candlelight, "Xiao Hui loves her boyfriend A Ming very much, especially his sexual skills. A Ming can bring Xiao Hui to orgasm just with his fingers."

At this point, Lan Zi couldn't listen anymore: "Are you telling me a dirty story or a ghost story?"

Tie Tou shook his head and said, "Don't interrupt me, listen slowly."

"Especially his big hands, which can hold Xiao Hui's breasts in one hand. The slightly rough feel of his dark fingers always makes Xiao Hui's nipples quickly become excited."

"During foreplay, A Ming always presses down on Xiao Hui like a wild beast, his hands constantly kneading her breasts, making her uncontrollably emit seductive sounds. His big mouth also kisses down from Xiao Hui's ears, covering every inch of her body with kiss marks and saliva, like a wild beast savoring its prey after hunting it down."

By this time, Lan Zi had covered her ears.

"Ah Ming knows every sensitive spot on Xiao Hui's body, such as the area a finger's width above her collarbone, which is Xiao Hui's unique erogenous zone. When Xiao Hui is a little dazed from being aroused, his hand will quickly slip into Xiao Hui's vulva, teasing her around the entrance, making her feel irresistible. Then he will deeply insert his fingers into Xiao Hui's already overflowing vagina, giving her even greater stimulation.

Xiao Hui's vagina is being thrust in and out by his fingers, and her sensitive spots are being constantly stroked. That comfortable feeling makes Xiao Hui quickly reach orgasm, followed by a continuous flow of vaginal fluid, as if witnessing her love for her boyfriend. Then her boyfriend will use his already burning hot penis to fill Xiao Hui's empty vagina hard, making her tremble with pleasure all over." Come on.

Thinking of this, Xiaohui involuntarily felt a wetness in her lower body. She slowly lowered her slender fingers, mimicking the frequency and depth of her boyfriend's fingers, imagining the comfortable feeling of his hot, thick penis stretching her vagina inch by inch. Accompanied by familiar moans and gasps, Xiaohui slowly felt the pleasure rising in her body. Finally, another gush of love fluid gushed out, wetting Xiaohui's hands.

But this time, there were no whispers from her boyfriend after her orgasm, only Xiaohui's soft breathing after her climax. She used her long fingers to pull out a tissue from the bedside table and wiped the love fluid from her wet hands. But when she got up, she found that even the sheets were a little wet. She clicked her tongue; it seemed the freshly changed sheets would have to be washed again. "

Slap!...Slap!...Slap!..."

"The sounds of flesh colliding came from next door again. Xiaohui sighed. 'Sigh, here we go again.' Every night at this time, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moans would drift over. It was as if they had a clock set; every night at this time, the sounds of passionate lovemaking would fill the air. Listening to these sounds, Xiaohui would drift into memories of making love with her boyfriend.

As she thought about it, the desire she had just released surged back up. She imagined her boyfriend roughly kneading her breasts. Lost in her fantasy, she unconsciously blurted out, 'Hurry up.'" "Put it inside my hole, please, fuck me hard." Then she took out the cold dildo, imagining it was her boyfriend's penis, thrusting in and out of her tight vagina. She closed her eyes, rolling around on the bed, moaning: "I'm about to be fucked to death... oh..." Finally, she reached orgasm with a deep penetration.

Xiaohui thought this way, and so another night passed like this. After the pleasure of orgasm, for the past few months, she could only satisfy her developed physical needs through masturbation, using fantasy, memories, and the dildo to bring herself to orgasm.

Every night, she imagined her boyfriend on top of her, gazing at her with lustful, predatory eyes, watching her entranced expression, forcefully filling her emptiness. Whenever she gently licked his nipples, he would tremble, then grit his teeth and say, "You little slut, I'm going to fuck you to death tonight." Then he would wrap his large hands around her waist, thrusting his thick hips like a dog, perfectly binding their genitals together.

The emptiness that followed each climax reminded Xiaohui of their first meeting. Although he wasn't her first love, he was the one she had her virginity with. She knew he had plenty of experience before meeting her, so her first time wasn't painful. Under his guidance, she slowly experienced the beauty of sex. He was deeply fascinated by her beautiful body. Wherever they were, whenever he had time, he would fill her vagina in any way he could. Even on the bus, she would sit on his lap in a short skirt, and no one around them would notice his penis inside her.

Xiaohui was trained to be addicted to sex, becoming his sex slave. His sweet words always made her feel sweet inside, like she had eaten candy. She especially loved it when he breathed heavily and whispered in her ear, "Don't you think we were born to be together? Every time we make love, I feel our bodies are so perfectly matched, like two separate halves becoming one whole." "

Although Xiaohui knew her boyfriend had slept with many other women in the past, she didn't know if he had said these words to each of them. Sometimes she wanted to ask, but as soon as she opened her lips, she was kissed fiercely until she was dizzy. Then came endless rubbing and penetration, making her experience the beauty of being a woman. The thought of asking was thrown to the winds, and she opened her mouth and said: 'Can you give me one more time?'"

"Whenever she recalls this, Xiaohui regrets the argument she had more than four months ago."

That day, she came home early, only to find a pair of high heels that didn't belong to her at the door. Her boyfriend had brought another woman back to their love nest while Xiaohui was away. They were naked and intertwined on her favorite teddy bear sheets, their sweat soaking the sheets.

After the woman left in a panic, she looked at her boyfriend sitting on the edge of the bed and asked plaintively, "Who was that woman?"

Although Xiaohui knew perfectly well that it was another woman, she had always buryed her head in the sand, believing that if she hadn't seen it, it didn't matter. But now, it was time to confront him. It was time, but her boyfriend remained silent, slowly smoking to mask the lingering scent of their recent lovemaking.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "She's just a new colleague at my company. We were just having fun, nothing emotional. There won't be a next time. Please forgive me, okay?" He said this with an innocent expression.

Although Xiaohui already knew that the woman wasn't a new colleague at all, losing her boyfriend would cause her immense pain. She had become accustomed to having everything he had, unable to forget his sweet words, and even more unable to forget their joyful lovemaking. So, in the end, she forgave him.

On the night the woman left, they spent a lot of time making love again, because her boyfriend said he wanted to make it up to her. They continued until Xiaohui begged for mercy, saying she couldn't take it anymore, that her vagina was almost ruined, before stopping. Then, they held each other and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Later, her boyfriend told Xiaohui, "That woman has left the company and moved to another place. You don't need to worry anymore. I belong to you from head to toe now." Xiaohui hugged him gently, pressed her face against his broad chest, rubbed against him coquettishly for a moment, and nodded.

"But a month later, when Xiaohui was taking her boyfriend's old coat to wash, she smelled a perfume on it. It was violet, different from the one the woman had worn before. Xiaohui knew her boyfriend had been having sex with another woman again, even though she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. Her sixth sense told her so.

That night, Xiaohui was unusually proactive, even surprising her boyfriend, who said, 'You seem different tonight.' Xiaohui rubbed her breasts against her boyfriend's chest and said, 'I want you to love me more.'

She untied her boyfriend's tie, then pushed him down, inserting his penis into her already wet vagina, displaying her beautiful curves to him. Watching him being pleasured until he was panting heavily gave Xiaohui immense pleasure, and his expression of enjoyment made her love him even more."

Just as her boyfriend was about to ejaculate, she arched her back, pulled away from her vagina, and then opened her lips to take his entire penis inside, letting him fill her mouth with his semen. She then slightly opened her mouth, letting him see the thick, white liquid inside, and swallowed it, to his astonishment.

She had never liked the slightly bitter taste, but for him, she was willing to change. Finally, amidst his sweet words afterward, she softly asked, "Will you stay with me forever?"

Without hesitation, her boyfriend replied, "Of course, I love you." "

Xiaohui hesitated, then said, 'So...you won't see that woman anymore?'

Her boyfriend smiled and said, 'She moved away a long time ago, didn't I tell you?' Xiaohui shook her head and said, 'You should know who I'm talking about.'" Her boyfriend

remained silent for a long time, so long that she thought time had stopped. Then he sat up, lit a cigarette, just like that day. Xiaohui finally couldn't take it anymore: 'Let's break up. I can't accept you having other women.'"

"Don't be like this, let's talk this out, things can be resolved."

Xiaohui shed two tears and said, "How can we resolve this? I can't take it anymore. Can you promise me you'll never touch another woman again?"

Her boyfriend thought for a long time before answering, "You know me well, so you should know I'm afraid of being alone. I can't stop this behavior. I'm sorry, but I promise the person I love most will always be..."

He was interrupted by Xiaohui, who said through tears, "I will love you forever... and only you."

Her boyfriend shook his head and said, "But I can't... I'm sorry... I can't do it."

After that, Xiaohui cried and made a scene for several days, and then they never made love in real life again, only experiencing the tenderness of the past in their fantasies. Thinking of this, Xiaohui sighed, got up and made a cup of coffee, but it only tasted bitter. She looked at the files on the table, thinking about the case she had to report tomorrow, and felt a headache coming on. Her thoughts were also in disarray. She thought she should take a shower before organizing her thoughts; maybe that would be more efficient.

Just then, the sounds of flesh colliding next door came again. Xiaohui looked up at the clock; it was the same time again. She rubbed her forehead and said, "Here we go again. So punctual." Accompanied

by the increasingly heavy breathing of the man and the soft moans of the woman, her body aroused again. Thinking of their positions, she pulled down her tight skirt, parted her fair thighs, and inserted her slender fingers into her flower garden. Her thighs spread wider and wider, imagining being watched by the two people next door, and her juices flowed more and more. "

She stuck out her tongue, circled her lips from top to bottom in a seductive gesture, her fingers constantly moving in and out of her vagina, teasingly saying to the wall with only a calendar hanging on it: 'Fuck me harder...oh...harder...'" "

At times like this, Xiaohui would think she was a bit perverted. This feeling of pretending to be watched gave her more pleasure. 'Perhaps she has exhibitionist tendencies,' she thought. She had heard that many people were like her, becoming more excited and reaching orgasm more easily when exposing their bodies."

Xiaohui's soft breathing gradually quickened, finally culminating in, "Oh...so good..." Her body trembled, and her love juices flowed out, soaking the sheets as usual.

Xiaohui felt extremely annoyed: "Do I have to wash the sheets again? Washing them every day is so...sigh..."

Thinking of this, she began to miss her favorite teddy bear sheets, even though seeing them reminded her of the time she came home early and saw her boyfriend cheating on her with that woman.

So she got up, took down the calendar from the wall, and through the hole in the calendar, she saw her beloved teddy bear sheets, and also her boyfriend's dark, large hand, pressed against the already decomposing female corpse.

Looking at her beloved sheets and her boyfriend, Xiaohui smiled and said, "I promise you I can be with her."

"But at the same time, you must be with me, forever."

"So, you won't be afraid of being lonely anymore?"

Looking at her boyfriend and her beloved bedsheets, she felt aroused again. So she put her hand into her vagina again, opened her legs to face them, and thought to herself, "It seems I really like the feeling of being watched by them." As her fingers moved faster, she shouted, "I love you... Oh... We'll be together forever." Then she reached her peak. "

Slap!... Slap!... Slap!..."

After a long silence, no one spoke. Tie Tou chuckled and said, "How was it? Scary, right?"

Lan Zi immediately retorted, "Scary my foot! It's just a porn story, you pervert."

Tie Tou laughed and said, "Didn't you cover your ears? How come you still heard?"

Lan Zi turned her face away in embarrassment and said, "Anyway, you're a pervert! A big pervert!"

Tie Tou chuckled twice and said, "Oh, you're all talk and no action, hehe."

Then he exhaled and blew out the white candle.

There were two candles left.

Now there were only two people... and two candles.

"Dajun or Xiaolan?"

Tietou thought for a moment and pointed to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan picked up the water bottle, took a sip, moistened her throat, and said, "Is it my turn? Well... I'll tell you a story about turtle soup. Does everyone know... what turtle soup is?"

Dajun, Xiaofan, and Tietou nodded, but Zhang Wenyuan and Lanzi shook their heads.

"In this game, there's a person who poses questions and answers them. The others try to pose questions to him, but when answering these questions, the questioner can only say 'yes,' 'no,' or 'irrelevant.' Therefore, the guessers must deduce the truth of the event from limited clues." "

Xiao Lan sighed and said, "Okay, everyone should know how to play now. I'm going to start telling my story."

"Xiao Ye is a college girl. Her crush, A Xiang, was found hanging from a tree behind the school yesterday. The police initially ruled out homicide, and after a forensic examination, they determined that suicide was more likely. But Xiao Ye doesn't believe it. A Xiang was a great student, popular in class, and there was no news of any family problems. Nobody knows why A Xiang would do this." "

All we know is that the student in charge of cleaning that area found A Xiang hanging from a big tree early in the morning, his body dangling in mid-air. He was so scared that he scrambled to find help. After a lot of frantic activity, they finally managed to get him down, but he was already lifeless."

"The news spread throughout the school that day. Everyone was talking about it. How could Ah-Xiang, who had just achieved the best grades in the whole school, be so despondent? And if it was suicide, there should have been a suicide note, but there was nothing with him. Since he got along well with everyone, the police haven't been able to find any suspects or anyone with the motive to do it." "

Everyone in his class was very sad, especially Xiao-Ye. She had a crush on Ah-Xiang for a long time, but she never had the courage to confess. She never expected that before she could say it, they would be separated forever. She had always stayed by his side as a good friend because she was afraid that if she confessed, they might not even be able to remain friends." "

She remembered that the night before Ah-Xiang passed away, she specially found a very interesting turtle soup, wanting to tell Ah-Xiang about it the next day and let him guess what it was. This was Ah-Xiang's favorite pastime. He didn't play video games or exercise much, but he had a special fondness for puzzle games, especially turtle soup."

"Now that Ah-Xiang is dead, Xiao-Ye's turtle soup for him will never be his again. But this incident has caused quite a stir. Rumors have spread that someone hanged themselves in the area behind the school about ten years ago. I don't know who started it, but it spread and spread until it became the version that someone dies there every ten years. The story was so vivid that it seemed like everyone had witnessed it." "

Because of this incident, the number of people staying after school for extracurricular activities has suddenly decreased sharply. Even the usually bustling sports field has become deserted. After school, everyone scatters like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace. But because of this, it has made it easier for Xiao-Ye's plan to be implemented."

"On the seventh day after Ah-Xiang's death, four figures sneaked to that place after school. Besides Xiao-Ye, Mu-Tou, Da-Bao, and Gou-Dan were all Ah-Xiang's friends. When they arrived, Mu-Tou took out a piece of yellow paper, a white candle, three incense sticks, and a small dish with a red arrow drawn on it. The yellow paper was quite large, covered with Chinese characters." "

Mu-Tou wrinkled his nose and said, 'I searched many places to buy these things. Places that used to sell them are now banned. I had to rely on a lot of connections to get them.' Da-Bao, although big, was clearly more timid. He hesitated and said, 'Are we really going to play with the Ouija board? I've heard it's very eerie, and...'

"Before he could finish, Gou-Dan interrupted him: 'Don't think too much about it. If we follow the rules, nothing will happen. Besides, Ah-Xiang is our good friend; he definitely wouldn't harm us. Also, don't you want to know why Ah-Xiang died?'"

"Da Bao thought for a moment, then said timidly, 'I...I want to.' Xiao Ye said, 'That's good then. If he was murdered, as his good friends, we must find a way to avenge him! But...first, we need to know what happened
.' " "

So, after it finally got dark, in the yellowish candlelight, the four of them placed their index fingers on the small white dish with a red arrow on it, and then all four of

them chanted at the same time: "Ouija board spirit, O ...

Suddenly... with a thud... the little saucer jumped, startling everyone. They looked at each other, and then, without anyone lifting a finger, the saucer started moving! "

Is...is it Ah Xiang?" Xiao Ye asked excitedly. Her female intuition told her it must be Ah Xiang. Just then, the saucer suddenly began to spin, slowly pointing to three words:

"Sea," "Turtle," and "Soup."

"It must be Ah Xiang, he's here. He loves playing with turtle soup, he wants to play with turtle soup with us." Xiao Ye thought with mixed feelings. Everyone went to great lengths to set up the Ouija board, and even though the four of them knew Ah Xiang loved playing with turtle soup, they never expected that the truth would only be revealed through it. "

Gou Dan swallowed hard and said, 'Ah Xiang... do you... do you want us to play with turtle soup with you?' 'Yes.'"

"Gou Dan then asked, 'So, will you give us the riddle or should we?' 'I will.'"

"Then the plate slowly started moving again."

"Someone... died... here..." "

The four of them pointed to these six words on the plate. Was this Ah Xiang's riddle? So he wanted everyone to guess the cause of his death. After discussing it, the four of them came to this conclusion. After all, the plate wasn't spinning fast. If it pointed to each word one by one, it would take forever to finish telling the story. Maybe it would be faster if they spoke first and then Ah Xiang spoke. That must be Ah Xiang's purpose."

"The night was deep, with only the sounds of insects in the forest. Otherwise, all was silent. There were no streetlights on the back hill of the school, so only the flickering candlelight cast shadows on everyone's faces, adding to the eerie atmosphere."

"So...who should ask first?" Everyone looked at Xiaoye, since she was the one who suggested it, and they probably guessed her feelings for Axiang. So they gave her the chance. Even though it was her crush, Xiaoye still felt a chill run down her spine in the current situation. She asked, "Did you commit suicide?" "

The plate spun rapidly, pointing to 'Yes.'"

"!!...So everyone was wrong. Axiang really did commit suicide, but why were there no warning signs?"

"So Xiaoye subconsciously asked, 'Why?' Mutou, standing nearby, tugged at Xiaoye's sleeve, because you
can't ask questions like that with sea turtle soup. So Gou Dan asked, 'Did you...commit suicide because of a problem?'"

"Yes."

"Gou Dan continued, 'Was it because of a problem with your studies?' 'No.'"

"Da Bao asked somewhat timidly, 'Was it because of family issues?' 'No.'"

"Xiaoye asked nervously, 'Is it related to us?' 'No.' Xiaoye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"

"At this moment, Xiaoye's sixth sense as a woman kicked in, and she suddenly asked, 'Is it related to a woman?' The other three looked at Xiaoye, because if her crush committed suicide because of a woman, they didn't know what Xiaoye would do. But then again, A Xiang was fair-skinned and handsome, always popular with women, and with his good grades, female classmates often bothered him with academic questions."

"But those female classmates might not have such pure intentions. It's obvious there's something wrong with them. Otherwise, why would they stick their bodies all over Ah Xiang just to ask him a question? But Ah Xiang always just smiles as if he doesn't know anything. Nobody knows what he's really thinking. Mu Tou and Gou Dan have also talked about this behind Ah Xiang's back. They even joked about whether he might be gay." "

Yes." "

When this answer came out, everyone looked at each other in disbelief again. They couldn't believe Ah Xiang really died because of a woman. How...how could that be? His friends instinctively ruled out this answer, but the truth was undeniable."

"Da Bao seemed less scared and eagerly asked, 'Is it...Li Wanying?' This was the girl who usually pestered Ah Xiang the most."
'No.'

"Da Bao decided to broaden the scope: 'Is she a girl from our class?'
'No.'

"Mu Tou couldn't help but ask, 'Could it be from the next class? Who could it be? Let me think.' '
No.'

"Gou Dan clicked his tongue: 'It's not this, it's not that, is she in the same grade as us?'
'No.'

"Gou Dan scratched his head: 'Or is she younger than us, a junior?'
'No.'"

"Xiao Ye was still thinking about which girl it might be. She looked up and saw something white in the gaps between the leaves, but because of the candlelight, she couldn't see it clearly. Maybe it was some kind of insect. Her attention was quickly drawn back to the next question."

"Da Bao decided to broaden the scope: 'Is it someone from our school?' But if it's someone from outside the school, this scope is too difficult to narrow down, and no one knows which girls A Xiang knows in private."
"Yes."

"This answer cheered everyone up. If it's someone from within the school, it's at least easier to filter than someone from outside. Xiao Ye eliminated all the options she had just asked, and said with a slightly gloomy face: 'Is it a senior? So you like seniors. No wonder you don't seem interested in any of the girls in the class,' including herself, Xiao Ye silently added in her heart."
"No."

"'How is that possible?' Gou Dan blurted out subconsciously. Not a classmate, not a senior, not a junior, then who else in the school?"

"After several minutes of silence, all four of them simultaneously thought of a possibility, but Ah Xiang... is that... possible?"

"Finally, Xiao Ye broke the silence first, her voice trembling slightly: 'Is it... is it a teacher at the school?' Although she thought it was unlikely, after eliminating all other possibilities, this was the only answer left."
'Yes.' "

After hearing this, Gou Dan said, 'My God... I never thought you would... you actually...' He stammered for a long time without finishing his sentence, while everyone was still immersed in this astonishing answer. They really hadn't expected it."

"At this moment, Da Bao asked, 'No... could it be the new English teacher?' Actually, she was the first person everyone present thought of. The new English teacher had won the hearts of many male students not long after she came to the school. After all, she was young, beautiful, and had a great temperament. Her long, flowing hair always swayed in the wind when she walked, leaving a faint fragrance."

"When the English teacher taught, it was the class with the highest attendance rate among the boys. However, no one paid attention to her lessons. Most of them were just staring blankly at the teacher's beautiful face. It was said that the teacher had attended the same school before, so she was their senior. It was also said that the teacher was recognized as the school's beauty queen when she was in school. So, she was the first person everyone present thought of." "

Yes." "

This answer caused another moment of silence. Although the teacher wasn't very old, she married her current husband not long after graduating from university. They were a couple in their class, and their relationship was very good. Some people who had the teacher's Facebook page often saw photos of her and her husband being very affectionate. So... Ah-Xiang was probably in a one-sided love, right? But... it's a bit difficult to say." "

Finally, Mu Tou asked, 'You didn't commit suicide because you had a crush on the teacher but couldn't have her, did you?'
"
"No."

"Then what else is possible? Everyone racked their brains, and finally Xiao Ye softly asked, 'Were you in a one-sided love?'"
"No."

"So, did Ah-Xiang confess his feelings and get rejected? Da-Bao asked, 'So, you're... in a one-sided love?'"
"No."

"!!!"

Everyone was a little shocked. It wasn't a crush, it wasn't a one-sided love. Then... Gou-Dan cautiously asked, "Did the teacher say he likes you or loves you?" "
Yes.

" Silence fell again. Except for Xiao-Ye, the other three secretly glanced at her, wanting to see her expression. After all, her crush, Ah-Xiang, was actually with the beautiful teacher—it was unbelievable! But Ah-Xiang was known for not lying. If he said that, then it must be true."

The candlelight shone on Xiao-Ye's face. Everyone could see that her delicate features were pale, devoid of color, and her expression was strange, as if she were smiling but not smiling.

She then softly said, "So... you and... the teacher... are lovers?" "
Yes." "

At this moment, Da Bao suddenly tried to get up, but Gou Dan pressed him down, asking, 'Where are you going?' Da Bao looked troubled and said, 'I...I need to go to the toilet.'

Gou Dan thought for a moment and said, 'It should be over soon. Just bear with it a little longer. Besides, I heard that if you pull your finger away before the ritual is over and the spirit returns to its place, something bad will happen.' Hearing this, Da Bao had no choice but to stay put.

Mu Tou slapped his thigh with his other hand and said, 'How about we ask A Xiang if Da Bao can go to the toilet first and come back later?' So he asked, 'Can Da Bao go to the toilet first?'
'No.'

Da Bao wrinkled his nose and asked, 'If I pull my finger away and go to the toilet directly, will you make something unfortunate happen to me?' '
Yes.'

Xiao Ye was a little confused. A Xiang was such a good person when he was alive, why would he make things difficult for Da Bao after he died? Or did he encounter some problem after becoming a ghost? Or was he in a hurry for them to guess the answer quickly?"

"Da Bao said anxiously, 'Let's hurry up and guess the answer, I can't hold it in any longer!' So Gou Dan said impatiently, 'Isn't the answer that A Xiang dated the new female English teacher, and in the end she dumped him, so A Xiang committed suicide out of sadness? That must be it, right?'

'No.' '

Damn, what else is possible?' Gou Dan said while scratching his hair. At this moment, Da Bao seemed to be unable to hold back any longer and tried to pull his fingers away, but found that his hands were stuck and he couldn't move them at all. He told the other three about this. Mu Tou curled his lips and said, 'You're talking nonsense. How could that be? I'll try it for you.'

But after trying for a long time, the three of them found that their result was the same as Da Bao's. Their fingers seemed to be stuck to the plate and they couldn't pull them away. At this time, Gou Dan asked, 'We can't pull our fingers away, is that your doing?' '
Yes.'

Mu Tou said, 'So you want us to guess the answer until it comes out, right?' '
Yes.'" "

So, if we guess the answer, can we leave?" This time, the plate spun a little slower, as if it were thinking.
"Yes."

Xiao Ye asked softly, "Is there something you want us to tell your English teacher?" She didn't know what A Xiang wanted them to guess. Maybe it was because he had some things left unsaid after his death? "
No."

Da Bao asked fearfully, "You...you weren't killed by your English teacher, were you?" Everyone was shocked by this question. Could such a beautiful woman really do such a thing? But the ancients also spoke of venomous beauties. Perhaps it was a case of knowing someone's face but not their heart? But Mu Tou was the first to react, saying, "That's not right. Didn't he say from the beginning that he committed suicide?"

Da Bao bit his finger and said, "Then...did the teacher persuade you to commit suicide?"
"No."

Xiao Ye suddenly interjected with a question, "Then...do you hate your English teacher a lot?" "
Yes." "

After asking, Xiao Ye continued to ponder. Occasionally, she looked up and saw that the white object that had been in the woods seemed to have descended quite a bit. It looked like... a rope?

At this moment, Mu Tou also started to get annoyed: "What is the answer? Just tell us directly, or are you deliberately messing with us because Gou Dan and I once secretly said that you are gay?"

"No."

Xiao Ye noticed that Gou Dan had been silent for a while. She looked up at him and saw a faint rope mark around his neck. He was murmuring, "I feel so sleepy, and my limbs are weak... I'll sleep for a bit." Then he closed his eyes. Xiao Ye hurriedly called out to him, "Don't sleep! Wake up!" Actually, Xiao Ye herself felt sleepy, but no matter how she shook Gou Dan, he kept his eyes closed and didn't want to open them.

Xiao Ye kept thinking to herself, wondering what else she might have missed, what else was possible. But in her drowsy state, she felt her mind was becoming sluggish. No, there must be some blind spot that everyone hadn't noticed. So she asked first, "If we can't guess the answer, will you let us leave?" "

No." Xiao

Ye couldn't understand why A Xiang had become so cold and ruthless after his death. He was so kind and gentle in life, loved by everyone. But now, he only wanted to force them to guess the answer. This was so unlike him. What was he thinking? What had they missed?

Looking at the other three people, who were half-asleep, Xiao Ye suddenly thought of a possibility: perhaps the questions they were asking weren't what A Xiang wanted at all. Xiao Ye

desperately tried to recall the initial question. The sentence was...

"Someone...died...here..."

So Xiao Ye asked, "Your question just said...someone died here, so...was that person you?
" "No." "

Then was it the person who hanged himself here in the legend?" Perhaps A Xiang wanted to tell them about that person, and that person might be related to A Xiang?
"No."

"No?...Was the person who died someone we knew?" "
Yes." "

So, it's not the two things that happened here in the past, but something that will happen in the future?
" "Yes."

The plate continued spinning, "Almost there...almost there...just a little bit more..."

Meanwhile, Wood, half-conscious, said, "I can't go on...I can't hold on..." and then passed out, the rope marks on his neck becoming clearer.

Xiao Ye asked with some difficulty, "So, when you said someone died here, were you referring to us?" "

Yes." "

Was it one of them?" Xiao Ye knew that Wood had said some bad things about A-Xiang behind his back, but she also knew that A-Xiang never cared about such things.
"No."

"All of them." The plate slowly pointed to these two words.

"Xiao Ye's heart sank. The current situation is that a group of A Xiang's good friends stayed up late after school, playing with a Ouija board, trying to find out why A Xiang died. But in the end, only they considered A Xiang a friend, while A Xiang himself didn't feel that way. He just wanted them all to die?

Xiao Ye felt her thoughts becoming increasingly blurred, shaking her head and saying, 'Why? Why?' She couldn't think of any other questions to ask, so she asked, 'Do you hate us that much? Do you want us dead?'
'No.'

Xiao Ye felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and asked pleadingly, 'Do you... still consider us your friends?'
'No.'

Xiao Ye thought to herself, 'He doesn't consider us friends, he doesn't hate us, yet he wants us dead. Why is he like this? Why?'

Suddenly, she understood. So that's how it is. The answer is so simple.'

'Are you... A Xiang...?'

'...No.'" "

Xiao Ye laughed through her tears. It turned out that all four of them had forgotten to ask if he was really A Xiang. Tears streamed down her face, soaking her clothes.

Although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still forced herself to ask, 'You're the senior who hanged himself here more than ten years ago... right?' '
Yes.'

That made sense. His relationship with the English teacher was ten years ago. He committed suicide, and the English teacher went to university, got married, and returned to teach here. None of this had anything to do with A Xiang. So that's how it is... So that's how it is...'

Xiao Ye's eyes were almost completely closed, but she still forced herself to speak: 'So... you made us all... die here because... you have other purposes, right?' 'Yes

.'" "

The answer is almost there, just a little bit more..." Xiao Ye said with her last bit of strength, "Ten years ago, you fell in love with your English teacher, but she committed suicide because she abandoned you. And the reason you want us all to die is..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Ye closed her eyes. No one... lived to see the final answer.

Xiao Lan finished speaking, leaving behind a lingering echo.

The room fell silent. This was indeed the most terrifying story so far.

I was also completely engrossed in listening, but I suddenly snapped back to reality. After listening to several stories, it should be almost time for the meeting that Master Ma had arranged with us. I turned to look at the white candle.

Strangely, the candle's length was still about three-quarters full, exactly the same length I saw when these college students entered the room, without any reduction...

At this moment, the host Da Jun's voice echoed in the room: "Everyone should be mentally prepared. The story I'm about to tell is related to the room we are in now."

In Da Jun's deep voice, he slowly began to tell the story that had happened in this room.

"Ten years ago, five senior students, like us, wanted to see ghosts or play a test of courage. They came to this house at midnight on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, when the gates of hell were wide open."

"The method they used to summon ghosts was different from the ghost stories we use now. They all hid in different places in this house and played hide-and-seek, also known as ghost tag.

After counting to one minute, the game began. Because of this game, all five of them hid, and no one acted as the ghost to catch them. At this time, the real ghost would naturally appear, and they would be able to see the real ghost."

Each of them held a white candle. As long as the candle did not go out, even if the ghost appeared, the candle could protect them from harm. However, during the game, someone accidentally knocked over a candle, and the candle flame ignited the wooden furniture in the house. The fire spread quickly, and thick smoke soon filled the entire house. Because this was a stone house, the entire house was not completely destroyed, but the five senior students were unable to escape from the house. "

I looked into the house and saw that the intact furniture I had seen inside had disappeared or looked like it had been burned. There were also charred marks on the stone walls. Could it be...?"

"Because of the unexpected interruption of that game, the length of the candles in their hands will forever remain at that moment, unable to shorten. Originally, the game only needed to end when the candles shortened to one-third, so it continues indefinitely. If any of them were still alive, they could forcibly stop the game by blowing out the candles. But unfortunately, all five of them died, and as ghosts, they have no yang energy. Therefore, the five senior students are bound in this room, unable to reincarnate.

Tie Tou was right at the beginning. The Ghost Stories Hundred Tales cannot summon real ghosts when there are not enough people. So, the real ghost-summoning ceremony today is not the Ghost Stories Hundred Tales, but a group of the same number as before, three men and two women, who need to come to this room. Each person tells a ghost story to attract the attention of the ghosts in the room. They will then appear by ending with this story! Because only we can help them escape from the endless game of hide-and-seek."

After he finished speaking, I suddenly saw a figure appear behind each of Xiao Fan, Xiao Lan, Da Jun, and Tie Tou.

I looked closely and saw that behind Xiaolan was Xiaoya, the girl I had a crush on!

Behind Xiaofan was my best friend, Ameng; the other two were Fangru, the mischievous girl in our class, and Ma Yu, the boy next door.

They were all deathly pale, with burn marks on their bodies, dried blood on their cracked skin, and some parts were even charred. But even so, I could recognize them at a glance.

Each of them held a white candle, just like the one in mine, even down to the last three-quarters of its length.

My hair stood on end!

Could it be…? No, this can't be real!

I watched as Ameng and Xiaoya began to mutter to themselves, but their voices were so soft I couldn't hear them clearly…

Dajun suddenly said, “The ghosts of the seniors have been drawn out, but don't panic, they just want our help, they won't hurt us!”

Even as he said this, the group quickly huddled together, trembling, sweating profusely, watching the ghosts that were getting closer and closer with suspicion.

After all, human emotions can't be soothed with just a few words. When one's life is potentially threatened, one will unconsciously tense up. Many people claim they are not afraid of death, but in reality, they have never stood before death; the distance is always too far.

At this moment, the muttering of Xiaoya, Ameng, and the others grew louder and louder. I could gradually hear them:

"Why can't I blow it out... I can't blow it out... I can't blow it out... It won't end..."

"I can't blow it out... I can't blow it out... Help me... Blow it out..."

"I can't blow it out... I can't blow it out... Help me blow it out... Let the game end..."

As they spoke, they puffed out their cheeks and tried to blow on the candle, but the flame remained unmoved.

Then I saw my best friend Ameng suddenly raise his hand and wave to me, who was hiding on the second floor.

Was he calling me over?!

Yeah, there's no point in hiding anymore. After all, we're all dead. Now, we can only rely on those younger students downstairs to blow out the candles and help us escape this endless, never-ending game of hide-and-seek.

"Phew!" As I walked downstairs, I felt no sense of reality. So, Xiaoya and I were already dead...? I subconsciously took a breath and blew on the candle. Surely, no matter how I blew, the candle wouldn't go out.

But the candle actually went out!

My eyes widened, too late to react!

"Gotcha!"

A chilling female voice, slightly hoarse, seemed to appear not in my ears, but directly in my mind.

A chill instantly ran through me, my consciousness rapidly blurred, and I was completely plunged into darkness...

(The End)

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