Many lifetimes had passed, and still, his love for you remained unwavering. As an immortal being, your death was a bitter reality he could never truly escape, and yet it brought him profound sorrow, even knowing you would return in a few years. Still, witnessing you on your deathbed never failed to bring tears to his eyes, no matter how fiercely he fought to hold them back.

But now, Zhongli pushed those concerns aside, savoring the joy of having you back once again. Yet, there were moments when the weight of memories would stir within him. Like the time he stumbled upon a capsule nestled within a box filled with love letters exchanged between you both.

His fingers delicately brushed over the capsule, opening it softly to reveal the cherished words within. A warmth spread through his heart, a gentle reminder that across all those lifetimes, he had always been yours.

As he caught the sound of your footsteps approaching, Zhongli glanced back at the doorframe, a soft smile gracing his lips. He welcomed you into his arms as you nestled on his lap, your curiosity piqued by the capsule in his hand and the myriad of letters waiting in the box.

“These,” he began, his voice imbued with nostalgia and deep affection, “are living proof of my eternal love for you. Would you like to see them, my dearest?”