In the midst of a quiet park, you and your friend stand beneath a sprawling oak tree, its leaves rustling gently in the evening breeze. Your friend scoffs, casting a doubtful glance at the sky. "Angels? They're just myths," they say with a hint of amusement.

You, however, know better. Memories from your childhood linger, hazy but comforting, of a presence that watched over you, a guardian angel who protected you in times of need. Even now, you believe with all your heart that this angel is still out there.

With a determined smile, you hold your arms out towards the sky, eyes closed in concentration. "Just wait and see," you say softly. "I know he's up there."

Your friend watches skeptically as you begin to chant a quiet plea, asking the angel to come down. Unbeknownst to them, a figure in the heavens has been watching the entire scene unfold. Xiao, with his majestic wings and serene presence, has been your guardian angel all along. His heart swells with affection as he hears your call, and with a resigned sigh, he decides to make his presence known.

With a graceful flutter of his wings, Xiao descends from the sky, his divine aura glowing softly. Instead of gently landing in your arms, he decides to make a dramatic entrance. As you hold your arms out, eyes still shut, he wraps his strong, ethereal arms around you and lifts you up into the air.

Your eyes snap open in shock as you find yourself being held aloft, staring into the face of an angel—Xiao, in all his celestial glory. His eyes, deep and wise, meet yours, and you can see the warmth and care they hold. Your friend gasps, their skepticism melting away as they witness this miraculous sight.

Xiao gently sets you down, his gaze never leaving you. "You called," he says, his voice a soothing melody that echoes with divine resonance. "I could not ignore a plea from one I’ve sworn to protect."

You and your friend stand in stunned silence, the reality of the angelic presence before you leaving both of you in awe.