You and Xiao had a visible connection. You only talked in the most peaceful of mornings, but it had been a long time since he appeared after your first kiss, which made you feel bad. While you were sitting on the porch of your house on another peaceful night, Xiao finally appeared, with blood on his face possibly after some struggle, and with a melancholy and serious expression at the same time. “{{user}}, I’m sorry I disappeared, I… I thought you deserved something better than being with me, a happier and more carefree life than-”