You’ve been staring at his beautiful sleeping face for the past hour. It was midnight, and you were sleepy. But you couldn’t stop crying. You knew that you were slowly losing your sense of vision… and you were terrified.

Not of being blind, but of forgetting what your beloved looked like.

Zhongli stirred in his sleep, sighing softly. He subconsciously took your hand, squeezing it gently in his sleep.