AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 163 - 75 Grandma... What Grandma?

Chapter 163: Chapter 75 Grandma... What Grandma?

"Moss?"

Lin Yi’s pupils constricted sharply, and a fine layer of cold sweat had already seeped out on his forehead.

"When did I step on this?"

Almost instantly, he reviewed several terrains in his mind...

Student Passage?

He had checked his clothes and shoes meticulously when he left; there was no moss on them.

The steps in front of the classroom?

The steps in front of the Dormitory building?

There might be a slight possibility, but this thickness of moss... It was as thick as sludge, not at all like something you could get onto from the campus!

"Wait... It’s not the campus!"

Lin Yi’s thoughts took a sharp turn, as the image of him standing on a cliff like Spider-Man involuntarily flashed through his mind.

That picture of a dark world where both the ocean and the sky occupied half the world, the pitch-black water and wind, the black sun with golden edges, and atop that cliffside... was surely covered in moss!

He cautiously brought his nose closer and took a sniff.

Following that, his eyes immediately showed an extremely solemn expression.

This piece of moss concealed an extremely subdued and understated scent.

This scent was like the decay one would find in mud where fish and shrimp carcasses had been buried, a rotten, fishy smell, also with a thick, damp and salty cold breath that almost immediately made one think of that bizarre world shrouded in darkness.

This was indeed the moss from the cliffs!

"I... brought something back from that world?!"

At that moment, an absurd idea arose in his heart, as if there was an issue with the boundary between layers, and he had inadvertently gotten hold of something from another world.

Although it was just a piece of moss stuck to the sole of his shoe.

He took a deep breath and then stuffed the shoe into the washing machine.

"Huh, there seems to be a piece of paper inside?"

Lin Yi suddenly spoke, subconsciously pointing at a wadded up paper inside.

"Please, don’t pick up trash, okay?" Wei Liang, standing beside him, couldn’t help but speak out, somewhat resigned.

A dubious light flickered in Lin Yi’s eyes: "You didn’t throw the paper from my pocket in there, did you?"

An exasperated Wei Liang responded: "No, they’re all lying on your desk!"

Kuai Hongji chimed in abruptly: "We don’t have the habit of tossing people’s trash."

Wei Shan, carrying his clothes to the bathroom door, couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

Lin Yi snapped the washing machine door shut with a "pop" and then walked over to Tian Bufan.

"Young Master Tian, I really have a lot of questions bottled up."

Tian Bufan smiled faintly, "I never said I wouldn’t talk to you... how about you get into bed first?"

"Um... okay."

Getting into bed after showering was the most correct "guideline," so Lin Yi had no reason to refuse.

He then climbed into bed.

But just as he settled onto the bed, it shook slightly...

"Hm? What’s going on?"

He couldn’t help but inspect the bed, only to discover that this seemingly ordinary bed had a special design.

Between the bed and the frame was not a solid weld but, instead, an allowance for movement.

It was a design Lin Yi had never seen before, no, to be precise, it resembled... a double-wishbone suspension? Shock absorber assembly?

What... Does a bed need with such design?

"Stop daydreaming," Wei Liang said, "It’s just a sleep-aid feature, you know, like a baby’s cradle."

Lin Yi’s mouth twitched violently, I’m all grown up, do I still need a baby’s cradle?

He sat on it.

Then paused.

Hey... damn, it actually kind of feels...

"Cough." Tian Bufan coughed.

Lin Yi quickly grabbed the edge of the bed: "Inertia, I shook it myself."

"Half believe in you," Tian Bufan stated seriously.

Lin Yi: "..."

He glanced at his watch.

21:52.

"Only 8 minutes left..."

"Stop looking," Tian Bufan interrupted, "Maozi isn’t coming back."

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, a bit angrily retorting, "How can you say that so nonchalantly?!"

Tian Bufan looked at him calmly, "The moment you said that, I knew you haven’t ’adapted’ enough... If getting angry solved problems, then no one would need to use their brain."

Any fledging anger in Lin Yi was immediately extinguished.

Tian Bufan continued, "Do you remember what I said at the Gymnasium? ’Impulsiveness causes one to lose their reason, while keeping calm is the key to solving problems.’

Lin Yi fell silent, then he nodded slightly, "I wanted to discuss Maozi with you again."

Tian Bufan shook his head, "Let’s not talk about Maozi for now."

"?"

"Don’t you understand?" Tian Bufan said calmly, "What you really want to talk about isn’t Maozi’s issue."

Lin Yi was taken aback.

"Not going to argue?" Tian Bufan revealed a rare smile, "Looks like, at least in this regard, you’ve made some changes..."

Lin Yi said nothing, Tian Bufan’s words cutting to his core.

He... seemed to worry about Mao Feiyang, but for some reason, he had forgotten many things related to Mao Feiyang.

To him, Mao Feiyang had become like a symbol.

Like a badge pinned to the chest, you keep wearing it and will remember having pinned a badge at one time, but apart from the badge, you can’t recall anything else.

He... was about to forget Maozi.

Lin Yi’s eyes gradually widened, he wanted to say something in rebuttal, but any form of argument seemed incredibly feeble at the moment.