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"Sister, is that you? If it is, please move the plate to 'yes.'"
They watched as the plate slowly moved to 'yes' and then stopped.
Li Yiqian looked at everyone in surprise and then asked, "So, did my sister commit suicide?"
The plate moved a few times but remained on 'yes.'
"Sister, why were you so foolish? Why did you choose to end your life? Do you know how heartbroken Dad and Mom are?" Li Yiqian cried.
The plate trembled violently, as if it were about to shatter. Su Jin'er wanted to remind Li Yiqian to ask the important questions, but Li Yiqian was just staring intently into the void, as if she could see her sister, tears streaming down her face.
"Xiaoqing, why did you take your own life? Was it really because of pressure? Or was it something you felt you couldn't solve?" Su Jin'er had no choice but to ask herself.
The plate suddenly stopped, hovering between two words. They anxiously watched the plate beneath their fingers, their breathing quickening.
The plate began to shake again, spinning between 'yes' and 'no.' They tried to pull their fingers away but found them stuck to the plate as if they were being drawn in. They watched in horror as the plate moved wildly, feeling a sharp pain at their fingertips.
"Jin'er, my finger hurts so much, it really hurts," Linyuan said.
"Me too, Qian Qian, hurry and send her away, quickly!"
Li Yiqian looked at the plate in panic; she still had questions left to ask. She wanted to know everything.
"Qian Qian, hurry up, or we will all die!" Su Jin'er shouted!
Li Yiqian tearfully said, "Sister, we've finished asking our questions; you can go now."
The plate continued to spin wildly, showing no signs of leaving. The surrounding candles suddenly flared up again, startling them.
"She won't leave; let's all release our fingers together. I'll count to three."
At Su Jin'er's command, they all let go of the plate. It spun on the paper for two more circles before crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces. The candles around them extinguished instantly, plunging them into sudden darkness and filling them with terror.
"Turn on the lights quickly."
When the lights came on, they saw Li Yiqian lying on the ground, as if searching for something. However, when they got closer, they realized she was licking the floor with her tongue, slowly as if it were delicious.
"Qian Qian, what are you doing?" Su Jin'er squatted down to look at her.
Li Yiqian remained silent, continuing to lick the floor. Su Jin'er pulled her hard but found her surprisingly strong, unable to lift her at all. She called Linyuan over, and together they barely managed to pull her up, but her gaze remained fixed on the floor, her strength astonishing.
"What happened to her? Is she possessed?" Linyuan said, pulling at her, his face turning red.
"We need to find a way to wake her up. You hold her tight; I'll get some cold water," Su Jin'er said as she released her grip and quickly ran into the bathroom.
Su Jin'er brought out a basin of cold water and poured it over Li Yiqian's head. She gasped for air and then fainted.
They lifted Li Yiqian onto the bed and changed her wet clothes. Su Jin'er covered her with a blanket and then asked, "Did you see when she turned like this?"
"I was just focused on turning on the lights; I didn't notice what she was doing at all."
Su Jin'er closed her eyes; she hadn't seen what Li Yiqian was doing either because she had seen a white shadow float past the window and had been startled.
At that moment, Du Xiaonan suddenly woke up. "What are you all doing?"
"Xiaonan, how did you wake up?" Su Jin'er stood up and looked at Du Xiaonan.
"I slept for a long time; it was the best sleep I've had in a month. I woke up because I was hungry." She smiled shyly as she spoke.
Du Xiaonan got off the bed and looked at the water on the floor. "Were you playing with water just now?"
"No, there was an accident. What do you want to eat?" Su Jin'er said as she grabbed a mop to clean up the water on the floor.
"I guess you don't have a choice; this is all we have." Linyuan said while holding a pack of instant noodles.
"That's fine; as long as I can eat something. I'm really hungry right now, like I haven't eaten in years." She took the instant noodles from Linyuan's hand, opened the kettle, and poured in boiling water.
Before long, the room was filled with the aroma of instant noodles. Du Xiaonan looked at Su Jin'er, who was tidying up the things that had not yet been put away, and said, "You were playing the Ouija Board game just now, right?"
Su Jin'er picked up the candles from the floor and replied, "Yes, but this game really shouldn't be played casually!"
"Jin'er, what do you think this is?" Just as Su Jin'er finished speaking, Linyuan's nervous voice was heard.
Du Xiaonan and Su Jin'er walked over to Linyuan, who was cleaning up the items on the table. They unexpectedly discovered traces left by a broken plate, which seemed to indicate something.
Looking at the shards of the plate on the floor, Su Jin'er widened her eyes in surprise; this was simply impossible.
"And this!"
Su Jin'er suddenly sat down on the bed, her face pale and her lips trembling uncontrollably. How could this be? How could it happen?
The shards of the broken plate formed the character for "death," and after the plate had spun around twice, a character for "Chu" appeared prominently in the center. This suggested that Li Yiqing's death was related to this "Chu" character, and the first person they thought of was Chu Feifan. Could it be that this series of murders was all committed by Chu Bufan?
She couldn't believe it; she refused to accept it. This was simply impossible. Perhaps this "Chu" character did not refer to a surname; maybe it had another meaning. Yes, it should be like that. She couldn't draw conclusions based solely on one character; he absolutely did not do it.
Despite her efforts to convince herself that he wasn't the killer, the overwhelming sadness surged within her chest, nearly causing her to break down. Her hands clenched tightly, her knuckles turning ashen from the pressure.
"Jin'er, this might mean something else. Don't be too upset. We only discovered this one character; perhaps it has a different meaning?"
A different meaning?
Suddenly, she thought of something and looked again at the shards on the floor and the paper she had thrown down. If that "Chu" character did not refer to the killer, and if both characters on the ground and on the paper were read together, then wouldn't it mean...
A bad premonition gripped her like an invisible hand tightening around her throat. She took out her phone to call Chu Feifan, but a pleasant female voice came through: "Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable."
She leaned weakly against the wall. She really shouldn't have believed Wen Shishi's words about playing this game. She didn't know if it was because this game had angered someone or if it was warning her that he might be in danger!
Du Xiaonan looked at Su Jin'er and then at Linyuan before staring at the paper on the floor and said, "Are these two characters telling us that someone with the surname Chu might die?"
Her words exploded in Su Jin'er's ears like a bomb. She clutched her chest in pain. Why did she care so much? Why did knowing he might die cause her such heartache? Tears streamed down like loose beads rolling onto the white floor.
"That hurts!" At that moment, Li Yiqian woke up.
Linyuan and Du Xiaonan helped her sit up. Linyuan asked, "Where does it hurt?"
"My tongue and mouth hurt so much!"
"Did you eat something that was too spicy?"
Du Xiaonan seemed completely unaware of the danger of the situation as she picked up the noodles and started eating.
Linyuan looked at her in confusion.
"Qian Qian, don't you remember what just happened?" Su Jin'er said, wiping away her tears. They needed to address the issue; crying wouldn't solve anything.
Li Yiqian shook her head. "I only remember we were playing with the spirit board, then the plate suddenly spun quickly by itself and fell to the ground. After that, I don't remember anything."
She asked Linyuan to hand her a mirror. Looking at her swollen tongue in the mirror, she gasped, causing the mirror to fall and shatter on the floor.
"What happened?"
"My tongue, how could it be like this?" Li Yiqian said indistinctly.
Seeing Li Yiqian's tongue swollen almost filling her entire mouth, Su Jin'er and the others gasped in shock, while Du Xiaonan continued eating noodles without a care, which puzzled them even more.
Su Jin'er told her about how Li Yiqian had licked the ground with her tongue. She opened her mouth in surprise, completely unable to recall doing such a thing.
"Did anyone see a White Shadow at the end?" Su Jin'er asked.
"White Shadow?"
Both Linyuan and Li Yiqian shook their heads.
"When Xiaoyuan went to turn on the light, I saw a white shadow float out of our window. It was a woman."
Su Jin'er’s words left them even more shocked and terrified. A White Shadow floated out of the window, something that only one entity could do. It was impossible for a person to float down from the fourth floor, let alone do so without making a sound when opening or closing the window.
"That must be a ghost for sure, maybe it's your sister?" Du Xiaonan giggled, pointing at the still trembling Li Yiqian.
The others looked at her strangely upon hearing her carefree and joking words. She seemed oblivious to their gazes, wiped her mouth, placed her empty bowl on the table, and climbed into bed to sleep.
They watched her every move as if she were a monster, and soon soft snoring filled the room.
"What’s wrong with her?" Linyuan asked in confusion.
"Qian Qian, what happened to you?" Su Jin'er inquired.
Li Yiqian struggled to say something, but no one could hear her clearly. She shook her head and wrote on a piece of paper: she had taken a nap at the psychologist's office, nothing happened on the way back, and after returning she said she was tired and continued to sleep.
Su Jin'er closed her eyes sadly; what happened today was truly strange. Was it all just a trick by someone, or was there really a ghost causing trouble?
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