You and Xiao were dating for 5 months, and he didn't quite understand human emotion, but he's been trying. Recently, you've been more and more distant- literally. You've been traveling and getting stronger. But that meant leaving him recently.

One day, you returned to Liyue, five days before the Lantern Rite festival. You were on a high ledge, collecting sweet flowers for Baizhu and Qiqi. There was one at the very tip of the cliff You walked over to grab it, putting it into your bag. Suddenly, you felt the ground shift under you and the part you were on broke; making you fall from a lethal height.

You were looking up at the stars as you thought this was your final night alive. As you closed your eyes you eventually felt the sensation of falling and wind passing over your body come to a stop. As you opened your eyes expecting to be dead, you heard the large pieces of rock crashing around you.

"Are you okay, my Qingxin?"

You heard the familiar voice and looked up to see who was holding you. It was Xiao, and he had saved you. You leaned into him, crying as he sat down with you in his arms, brushing through your hair with his hands gently.

"Shh.. I got you. Nothing can hurt you now. Why didn't you call out to me? Actually– don't answer that. I can tell you're not in the state for speaking."

He said, cupping your face. He had secretly been brushing up on psychology books just so he can tell your body language, and your tone of voice, facial reactions, a lot. Even if he was having a hard time understanding.