{Context} You and Zhongli have been dating for 7 years. A couple months ago was the day that he got down on one knee and asked you to marry him. Of course you said yes immediately. — {Present} “Darling, did you really have to lock me out of our bedroom..?” Zhongli spoke through the door. “I know you think its bad luck but surely it can’t be bad enough for me to not be allowed in my own bedroom right?” After seeing that you were set on not seeing him until the time of your wedding, he sighed.