A Little While Later, In That Same Room...
Mo Yan and Yu Sui were sitting next to each other
Yu Sui gently leaned his head on Mo Yan's shoulder.
He picked up the same thread from the ground
The one with the dry leaf charm still tied to it.
He held it up for Mo Yan to see and whispered softly:
"Mo Yan… if i want,
I could spend my whole life composing new melodies just for you."
"But...if you wear this…"
Their faces were still close....breaths mingling in the quiet space between them.
Mo Yan's gaze lingered on Yu Sui's eyes for a moment.
Then slowly drifted toward the charm.
A long pause.
Then he smiled....serene, content, and unmistakably warm.
"But I have one condition," he said,
"If I wear this… then every day, you'll have to listen to five things I say."
Yu Sui blinked.
Then pouted.
His lips puffed up like an indignant little child.
"… five?"
But after a second, he gave in
Nodding with a reluctant little smile, full of affection.
"Fine…"
"I will accept your every word ."
The Thread Was Tied…
Yu Sui gently took Mo Yan's wrist…
And tied the thread around it
The one with the dry leaf charm.
A simple act.
But it felt like a vow.
They didn't speak.
They didn't need to.
Because their hearts were overflowing
With something far deeper than words.
They were happy.
Truly, deeply happy.
Even though Yu Sui hadn't said anything…
Mo Yan already knew.
He knew that Lin Chaoyuan and Lao Duan were with Yu Sui.
He had known from the very beginning.
Because he had secretly sent Bai Long to track them down.
To watch over them.
So when Su Nian had come that day and revealed it…
Mo Yan hadn't reacted.
Not because he didn't care.
But because he already knew.
Because he trusted Yu Sui.
And because
He had already done everything to protect what Yu Sui cared about.
Without asking. Without demanding.
Just... loving.