Chapter 394 - 7.84 Let Me Do This
Click. The turn of lock was akin to thunderclap amidst the silence.
Moshe’s bedroom was mainly dominated by black. Black walls, black mattress, black pillow cases, black blanket, even the couch was black. One side of the wall had been planted with a floor to ceiling window and the curtain was drawn shut — at least it was soft gray in color.
Instead of giving off a gloomy and oppressive feeling, the bedroom seemed cozy and... intimate. The small touch of clutter — the wrinkled blanket, the haphazardly placed things on top of the table and the bean bags on the side of the window where several stacks of books surrounded it — somehow managed to give it a touch of life.
He could almost picture how Moshe would read his favourite book whilst lounging on the bean bag on a rainy day, accompanied by a cup of steaming coffee and soft music. A deep ache echoed deep within Lu Yizhou’s soul. Oh, how he yearned to have that kind of peaceful, domestic life with Moshe...
Could they achieve that... in this world?
When Lu Yizhou finished taking in the entirety of Moshe’s room and trailed his gaze back to the man, he found Moshe already taking off his suit jacket and casually threw it on top of the bedroom bench.
"You never told me you like reading," Lu Yizhou said softly to break the peaceful silence.
Moshe threw him a confused look. But when he realized the line of Lu Yizhou’s sight, he merely shrugged. "Well yeah, it’s a nice thing to do when you finally take a break from work once in a while."
That sentence once again reminded Lu Yizhou of how Moshe had never had a normal childhood. Born as the heir of a mafia empire, trained to be a competent leader from a young age, and finally... to shoulder such a huge legacy at the tender age of eighteen. Let alone making a friend, he already had to be wary of whom he got close to, whether they were friend or foe, and whether they could benefit him or not...
Despite having Kaede by his side, the man was still a subordinate after all. In front of him, Moshe would always have a reputation and image to uphold, unable to let himself free no matter how exhausted he was.
The calculation, scheme and future scenarios ran inside his mind nonstop. It was no wonder how he had become such a paranoid man.