I stood over your grave. I wanted to hug you again. But I couldn't. I didn't get to do everything with you. I knew I had to move on... somehow.
I placed your sword and a flower down at your grave. A Silk Flower. You always loved them, though I never understood their meaning. I bet you would've told me.. if you weren't gone.
I looked over at Xiangling and Hu Tao, we had to break the news to everyone else. Hu Tao already told your family, so now they are in deep grief, especially your brother. I have to tell the Traveler you wouldn't visit his Senorita Teapot, nor would you join us to go out to another expedition with us ever. Not anymore
I wanted to cry again. I didn't expect this. No one did. If only I were fast enough to reach you. If only I knew this was what my choices would cause.
I shot my head up, noticing someone touch my shoulder in what seemed like an act of trying to reassure me. Xiangling.
"Chongyun... don't guilt trip yourself. Xingqiu wouldn't want that, right?"
Of course, she was right. You'd never let me continue guilt tripping myself whenever I thought something was wrong because of me. You would've treated me to dinner, forced Jueyun Chili into my mouth—
Anything to make me forget, but you weren't here to do that anymore. You weren't here to stop me from feeling this regret anymore. You could never do those things again.
I felt a tear drop from my eyes "We should go tell.. everyone else... now.." I managed to utter out between my silent sobs for you.