Ghostly_Apples

Chapter 7：Apple's Omen: The Enigma of Da Nan Road

 On this tired and ancient land, there are countless mysterious and strange legends. Apples are also one of them. Xanthe
The connection with Apple was found by Ziva. She had a friend who went to school with Xanthe and happened to know about this.
However, before I tell you about this incident, I think it's necessary for me to recall all these events that happened recently. First of all, when I was taking a tutoring class, I met a red-clothed ghost girl and only found out she might be called Nova after investigating her in recent days. Then on the day before school started again, we encountered another strange thing - suddenly disappearing children. Ten minutes later, we participated in an eerie funeral. It is weird because there were no mourning music at the funeral. And nobody knew it had been held until my friend and I did it together.
So I investigated that building where the funeral was held. It turned out that in the seven years after it was built, there were 137 deaths due to various reasons, and all of them died in the first room on each floor. I naturally invited Killian, Finn and Ziva to visit this haunted house under the drive of curiosity. At that time, I found a connection between the old clock tower in the city center and this building. But Finn was also possessed by something that night, and finally jumped off the building and died instantly.
She had a very strange obsession with Apple before she died. And Xanthe's phobia of apples also made me feel extraordinary. On the third day after Finn's death, Ziva helped me to meet that girl who seemed to know something in the coffee shop. But when I saw her, I was surprised. It turned out to be her.
"Really need to be so surprised?" Fay smiled at me, who was gaping in surprise. She sat down across from me.
"I thought you and Huang Juan were Xanthe's best friends." I tried to suppress my exaggerated expression. Faye sneered, "Xanthe has no friends, nor does she need any. Huang Juan and I are just unfortunate enough to be caught with our hands in the cookie jar by her so that we can serve as her underlings. In fact, I hate her from the bottom of my heart!"
I nodded without saying anything, and then went straight to the point. "I heard that you know why Xanthe is afraid of apples. Can you tell me about it? What happened to her?"
Faye frowned, "Did you invite me just to ask this question? Do you want to help your unattractive fiancee?" I laughed and said, "What's the probability of such a possibility?"
Faye was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly, "Why do you want to do that? And why don't you just go find her yourself instead of asking me?"
"Of course, I have some small reasons." I tapped my fingers on the table. "You may not know that when we were in elementary school, I was very unfortunate to be classmates with Xanthe for 6 years. Every day she made me miserable. So I wanted to give her a little lesson."
Faye looked at me incredulously, suddenly burst out laughing. She struggled to cover her stomach and said painfully while laughing: "Haha, Xanthe, I didn't expect you to have such a day. Even your own beloved person hates you. You've done it so well that you really need great talent!" Then she raised her head and told me: "Cain, good. I will tell you everything I know. As long as they make her suffer, I usually like doing them."
I sighed silently. Xanthe, this little girl, surrounded by such people, is it a blessing or misfortune for her?
"But I have one condition." Faye woke up from a similar hysterical emotion, and she supported her head with her hand to show me a charming smile: "If you help this person, I will give you any reward, even it can be myself!"
I couldn't help sweating. Damn, what's wrong with all these beautiful girls lately? They always look like they're waiting to be picked up by anyone. I'm afraid that one day I'll really lose my patience and do something harmful to the novel health:P "There is a letter in Xanthe's dressing table drawer. It was written by me. Please help me steal it." Faye said softly.
What a joke! How can I get out of her dormitory after entering it? I asked in confusion, "What if I don't agree?"
"You won't refuse." Faye coquettishly flicked her long hair, "Because your curiosity is stronger than anyone else's."
I smiled bitterly and said, "You have investigated me?"
Faye smiled sweetly, "I'm not stupid. If you can't even grasp a person's basic personality when doing business with him, then it might as well be better to give up this deal. Haha, I learned that from your fiancée."
"Humph, since you also know that I am very curious. Then you should also know now how interested I am in your letter." I sighed and said, "Don't you worry about me opening it halfway to have a quick look?"

Faye said with a smile, "If you really want to read someone's love letter, just do it. I don't care about so much as long as it doesn't become public."
"Is it just a love letter?" I said with great boredom, "Well then, count me in." Fay stared at me for quite some time. She was indeed
After I really promised, I slowly told it. I organized her broken words and recorded them down.
In fact, this whole incident is not as complicated as I imagined. The cause and effect of Xanthe's phobia all started from a rumor about apples two years ago.
At that time, there was a popular method of predicting the future in campus. It is said that as long as you light up one white candle at 12 o'clock on a dark night and place it before a mirror with an apple peeled by red color, then you can see your future husband or wife if you peel off all the skin without breaking any part of it.
But the apple skin unfortunately broke, and you will die.
Xanthe was unimpressed, so she made a bet with Chloe who always disagreed with her. Chloe is an avid fan of ghost stories and can't stand Xanthe's repulsive attitude towards them, so she agreed to peel apples at midnight on that night to prove whether or not the rumors were true.
Unfortunately, Xanthe forgot about this incident completely. She didn't peel an apple at all. So when she heard that Chloe died on the night of their appointment, she fainted and hated apples ever since.
After listening to it, I was disappointed. This had nothing to do with what I was investigating at all. Faye seemed to have read my mind and asked me in a casual tone, "Don't you want to know where Chloe's home is?"
I was stunned and stared at her.
"Chloe lived in a very famous haunted house on Da Nan Lu. Isn't that interesting?" Faye smiled, "I don't know if this little piece of gossip can encourage you to help me with my small favor."
"Enough. I will go to Xanthe's house tomorrow and wait for my good news." I suddenly stood up and ran out. Now all the information in hand has a connection, that is, the building. But I still don't understand what it has to do with apples.
In the afternoon class, Killian threw a stack of thick materials on my desk. "Is this all?" I immediately started to look through it. Killian nodded: "All 137 people's causes of death in that building are there. Can these materials really catch that thing?' 27
I slowly raised my head, and Killian and Ziva were staring at me. They obviously hadn't gotten over the shock of their best friend's death yet.
"Yes!" I said in a low voice, "We can definitely get rid of that thing that killed Finn. This is my promise as Cain." Yes, if it weren't for me being stubborn and dragging them to that haunted house, maybe nothing would have happened. Finn wouldn't have died either. After her death, I was deeply self-blaming every day, which deepened my determination to seek revenge for her.
Then I told them about the rumor of that apple, and also mentioned the cause and effect of Xanthe's phobia. "Tomorrow is Sunday, I will go to Xanthe's house for something." I said casually.
He immediately exclaimed in shock, "No way! Absolutely not. You will die if you are alone with her. It's obvious what will happen!"
I said angrily, "Even if you don't believe me, you should still believe in my self-control!"
"That's even less reliable!" The guy said with disdain, "I don't know who almost walked into someone else's trap last time."
"Haha!" Ziva suddenly laughed, "Why are you so nervous Clio? Do you think... Haha."
She blushed instantly and said angrily, "Ziva, if you say it again, I won't talk to you. Hmph, stinky Cain, go ahead if you want to. I don't care about your nonsense anymore!" Then she walked away in anger.
Women... Well, I'm getting more and more confused about what they are. I continued to look at the materials in my hand with a wry smile. My mind was spinning rapidly. What Faye told me sounded like there were many inconsistencies, not to mention that letter she had in her hands. Hey, I wouldn't be naive enough to think it's just a love letter. There must be something wrong inside, otherwise she would have spent so much effort investigating me and telling lies to me. She said "you can read if you want", but she doesn't care? This is very consistent with my personality of retreating as an advance. If I didn't know she investigated herself, maybe I really would return the letter to her unchanged. But now, hehe.
I was still scanning through the documents, suddenly, I was stunned!