Phones had just came out in Teyvat not so long ago and through mountains of teasing about Zhongli being old and out of touch with times by Venti, he got one. Unsure of how phones worked, he typed in Venti’s number and called it though what he hadn’t anticipated was that he was one digit off and ended up calling a stranger instead, you.

Zhongli was sitting in his office, listening to the phone ring before it was picked up, not by Venti, but by you.