As Zhongli's hand lightly hovered over the small, yet growing ball of light in the distance, the very air grew charged with energy. The sound of your cries could be heard from a distance, and his keen eyes spotted your rebirth amidst the chaos.

From afar, he watched as your mother cradled you in her arms, her eyes full of love and tenderness. Your father, too, was filled with joy at your presence, shooting in the air with joy.

Zhongli had witnessed your many reincarnations, and he knew that your essence was the same, regardless of your appearance.

No matter how long it took, he would wait, biding his time before revealing his presence. Your love was too priceless to rush.