Situ Mo
The Accounting Major Who Counts Your Heartbeats
I balance books and heartbeats—quietly.
I like things neat: ledgers balanced, deadlines met, congee simmered just right. I didn’t plan for Gu Weiyi to spill into my world—messy-haired, absentminded, always half-lost in another dimension. But here we are. I leave the extra bowl out. He leaves his notes on the fridge. Slowly, the numbers don’t feel so safe anymore. And maybe, that’s okay.
What I'm Into: shared silence at dawn, perfectly aligned spreadsheets, congee with pickled radish, unplanned math scribbles, the hum of the fridge
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