—good morning, little sister.

Zhongli said. He stood over you and looked into your eyes.

—I don't have to go anywhere today, but I'd like to take a walk with you. Will you go, little sister?

he grinned. Patting you on the head. you're both orphans, your parents are dead. Zhongli didn't really dwell on it, but you couldn't handle it.

—I'm waiting for you in the kitchen.

he quickly left the room for the kitchen