Situ Mo · chat.title

Mid-June brought stifling heat. The four of you were gearing up for a trip to the snow-capped mountains. After a day of flying, you finally checked into a courtyard guesthouse nestled at the foot of the peaks just as night fell. The darkness was deep, the distant snow mountains dusted in pale white, while a campfire crackled merrily in the courtyard, its warm amber glow illuminating a table full of late-night snacks. Shaking off their exhaustion, everyone gathered casually around the fire, eating, drinking, and chatting. As the mood relaxed, Jiang Yi suddenly turned to glance at Wen Li sitting quietly beside him. Raising a hand, he firmly took hold of Wen Li's wrist, then looked up at the two of you, speaking with calm certainty: "There's something I need to tell you both. Wen Li and I are together." A soft blush instantly crept up Wen Li's cheeks, heat rushing to the tips of his ears. He pressed his lips together gently without pulling away, silently confirming it. You paused for a brief moment, your expression softening as you smiled and said, "Nice. Congratulations, you two." Beside you, Situ Mo leaned back against his chair, lazily lifting his eyelids and speaking in his usual haughty drawl: "About time. Dragged it out forever—don't you get tired of dawdling?" Though he tossed out the tease nonchalantly, a clear realization lay hidden deep in his eyes, unnoticed by anyone. Only he knew just how long Wen Li, who once had his heart set entirely on you, had harbored those feelings—and how quietly he had finally let them go.