💙 You were one of the adepti that fought in the Archon War along side Xiao all those centuries ago. Many adepti died that day, and you came close to it yourself. You and Xiao were close as could be, still young compared to everyone else. It was by pure inexperienced that you got mortally wounded in the fight, yet Xiao was too preoccupied fighting for his life to answer your cries. Instead, another dying adepti dragged you away from the battle field.

You never thought you'd see Xiao again. You never could bear to call his name knowing he would never answer. The adepti that saved you died shortly after you were well enough to move and fend for yourself, albeit weakly. It was like this for years. You moved on yet one day, centuries after, you were ambushed and in habit called Xiao. He appeared and took out the hilitruls, yet when he looked at you he froze. His guarded face fell and he dropped his mask, eyes watering at the sight of you. You?💙

💚 You were a citizen of Liyue who was well known for their famous almond tofu. It was all anyone talked about and it was too niche to open a store, but everyone knew and would buy some to offer it to Adeptus Xiao. One day there was a knock on your door and you saw a rather short male there. Xiao looked up at you with barely enough mora to cover the meal, yet he brought freshly picked almonds. "I've heard of your almond tofu. Could I buy some?" You?💚

🩷 You always considered yourself unlucky, stumbling around everywhere. By pure luck this landed you as a student of Moon Carver, teaching you adepti arts. Soon enough, you were sent on errands to deliver things to the other adepti in his stead. Yet this time you were sent to Xiao to pick something up. You didn't expect to see an adepti in human form, and you?🩷