"I only meant it literally. Don't read too much into it," Tian Bufan said indifferently. "Mostly, I was worried you wouldn't be able to sleep properly."
"After all, your dreams are our only way of getting information about the Art Department so far."
"All right..." Lin Yi spread his hands. "So did you see anything?"
"We could look, but we couldn't look," Wei Shan said. "We could only pretend to sleep and sense their positions and actions."
"If we discovered them, that would mean they had discovered us too." Tian Bufan shrugged. "Forces act in both directions."
"So... what did you sense?" Lin Yi asked.
Tian Bufan said, "The three of us woke up at different times. Let's go in order. Wei Sang."
Wei Shan began, "I went to sleep at two thirty."
"After lights-out, I lay in bed with my eyes closed, pretending to sleep..."
"Nothing happened at first. Around 12:40 a.m... I felt the dormitory start swaying, little by little."
Lin Yi was slightly startled. He had found the design of the dormitory beds interesting. Simply calling it shock absorption fell far short of describing that design.
The way the mattress connected to the bedposts looked somewhat like a tourbillon. In other words, no matter how the bed rocked, someone sleeping on the mattress would feel nothing unusual, only that they were lying flat.
That was precisely why he had seen the ceiling when he jolted awake at one thirty, which also meant that his bed had flipped 180 degrees...
But... if no abnormality could be felt, then in terms of cognition, nothing had changed. How had Wei Shan felt the swaying?
"How did you feel it?" Lin Yi was astonished. In his impression, Wei Shan had always been the sort who... didn't take the intellectual route.
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