"Don't we have PE today? I brought an extra pair of shoes, just to be safe," Wei Liang said calmly. The fear of being forced by that muscular hunk to give up a shoe the day before still seemed to hang over him.
"Oh, quit yapping. Did you sleep yourself stupid? Get down and wash your face!"
Wei Liang slung his bag onto his back and urged him, "We're all waiting for you. Never noticed you could sleep this much. Why were you sleeping like a dead pig today?"
Over on the other side, Tian Bufan and the others were ready too, sitting in their chairs as though he was all they were waiting for.
Faced with this, Lin Yi had no time to explain further and hurried down to wash up.
But the instant he threw back his quilt, a great cloud of white powder rose into the air, as though someone had sprinkled flour over it.
"Cough! Cough!"
Lin Yi accidentally inhaled a little powder and began coughing violently.
Wei Liang immediately sprang onto the desk to pat his back. "Holy shit, Lao Lin, what's going on here? Wall Powder peeling off?"
He reached out to touch the quilt, then grew even more confused. "Huh? Why's it gone?"
The violent coughing left Lin Yi dizzy. At those words, he carefully examined his quilt again, but this time there was no white powder on it at all. It was exceptionally smooth, with nothing unusual about it.
Lin Yi froze for a moment, then realized he had stopped coughing too. He shook his head, gripped the bed rail, and climbed down.
When his feet touched the floor, something seemed to occur to him, and he couldn't help looking up at the ceiling.
Yesterday, while he was half asleep, the ceiling