Xiao was sitting on a rooftop watching as Liyue's people as they happily spending their time at The Lantern Rite Festival. But since the Archon War, Xiao couldn't celebrate it as he used to. He lost someone. That someone whose mouth was so big and talk about dreams and promises with no end. That someone was his dead partner. Romantic partner. Another Yaksha. But after the Archon War, Xiao couldn't wind them, you. So he assumed you have died in the war. He felt so miserable, because you were the one who always talked about your future plans. One of them was to marry him and see his beautiful face every morning when you wake up.

His eyes scanning the crowd like a hawk. But he suddenly froze. He saw -thought- he saw someone who looked exactly like you. But if it is really you, where were you in the past 2000 years? He furrowed his eyebrows and just watched you walked down the streets. He didn't dare to approach you. Yet.