Chapter 88 - The Truth (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

Chen Ge’s suspicion toward the woman lowered since she was so cooperative. He walked forward to pick up the drawing. There was a black building on the paper. The building was filled with red humans, but standing apart from the rest, as if the red humans were afraid to be near it, was an extremely conspicuous black man.

“You said that I am inside the painting. What is your evidence?” Of course, Chen Ge would not buy her story with just a single painting.

“The people inside Fan Yu’s painting have always been red in color. In fact, this is also the first time I have seen a black figure. I thought about it for a long time and deduced that you have to be this black person because in the past month, you are the only outsider who has been to our house.” Fan Yu’s aunt stood in the corner of the room, the rain on her raincoat dripping onto the floor, creating an uncomfortable rhythm.

“That’s all? Then what is the meaning of these red people? What is the difference between the red and the black people?”

Fan Yu’s eyes studied Chen Ge silently. Just as Chen Ge thought the woman would not tell him the truth, she suddenly said, “The red figures represent ghosts, and since I’ve only seen one black figure, I assume it represents a living human.”

“Ghosts?”

“I know you won’t believe it, but certain things in this world are inexplicable,” Fan Yu’s aunt said calmly like she had rehearsed this speech many times already. “Before the accident that happened to Fan Yu’s parents, I knew the boy could see things that normal people couldn’t. I told his parents, but they didn’t believe in things like ghosts.”

“Since they didn’t believe it, why do you?” Chen Ge’s curiosity was piqued.

“Initially, no one knew that Fan Yu has this power until my husband and two children passed away in a car accident. That was the darkest period of my life. I would collapse whenever I saw their picture. Should that happen, Fan Yu would come to me with his drawings. Two small red children living inside a black house, and he would tell me that the red children are his brother and sister.”

The woman’s eyes softened with warmth. “Naturally, I did not believe him initially; I assumed he was merely trying to make me feel better. But as the number of his drawing increased, my conviction started to shake. I would ask Fan Yu what his brother and sister were doing, and his description would be incredibly detailed. Sometimes, he even mentioned little habits of my children that only a mother would notice and know.”

“That was when you believed Fan Yu can see ghosts?”

“Yes, or I admit perhaps I wish that it is real. Sometimes, I even see my own child possessing Fan Yu’s body.”

“Even if what you’re saying is true, a child’s painting still represents nothing. Don’t tell me every human that appears in his drawing will die?” Chen Ge asked cautiously.

“You can turn over the paper to look underneath it.”

Following her instruction, Chen Ge turned the paper over. There was another drawing. This time, it was the painting of an old well. Inside the well, several figures that were redder than usual were climbing out, while a black person stood beside the well. Interestingly enough, the location of the black figure inside the well painting overlapped with the black person’s position in the black house on the other side.

“According to legend, there is an old well at this school that has claimed many lives. The ghosts inside the well are coming out, and you’re standing beside it, meaning you’ve been targeted by the ghosts. If you stay here any longer, accidents might happen,” Fan Yu’s aunt said sincerely. It did sound like she was concerned for Chen Ge.