Chapter 322 - 7.12 Moshe’s Toy
Lu Yizhou woke up to the sound of sobbing beside his ears. He squinted his eyes against the sunset glow filtered in through the window, buried his head deeper into the pillow and groaned. [Shut up, 666.]
[666: W—What?! It’s not 666! Why should 666 cry for you, Host?! It’s not like you’re dead!]
Lu Yizhou: "..." He still recalled the time when 666 cried nonstop when he had a heart attack in the first world. Truly, his system had been corrupted.
...Alright, if it’s not 666 then who? Lu Yizhou painstakingly pieced together a semblance of clarity to remember what had happened previously. Right... Zion, the fight, the cinema and then... Moshe. Lu Yizhou faintly recalled Moshe sitting beside him but at that time, he had been too delirious to register what he was saying. It seemed like he blacked out at that moment and then...
"Brother!" A cry sounded beside him, almost startling him into jumping. "Brother, you’re awake!"
Oh fuck, this must have been... Lu Yizhou took a deep breath and turned to see a little girl leaning on his bed, long hair tied in twin pigtails with silver eyes full of tears, peering down worriedly at him. "Cheryl..." That’s right, Aiden’s little sister, Cheryl. Lu Yizhou finally looked around to register that he was back in the room he had woken up to last time. "You’re noisy," he groaned and lifted one arm to shield his eyes. "My head hurts..."
"It’s because you have a concussion!" Cheryl shrieked indignantly. "You have been unconscious for two days, Brother!"
"Two days...?" It’s no wonder his body felt so creaky. He propped himself up by elbow and peeled off the IV drip hanging on his wrists. Cheryl’s eyes widened in protest but in the end, she only grumbled and poured him a cup of water which Lu Yizhou took in appreciation. "Thank you."
He sipped on the water slowly whilst observing the girl in front of him. She looked well-fed and healthy. Quite adorable, in fact. She reminded him of a little girl who used to make grabby hands at him and call him ’daddy’. Lu Yizhou’s heart couldn’t help but soften. "Come here and let me look at you." He took her face in his palms and moved it side to side, earning him a series of melodious giggles. "How are you?"
"I’m fine. Brother Moshe takes very good care of me!"
Lu Yizhou raised a brow. "Brother Moshe?"