Xue Yang shakes his head when the sign registers, tipping his head after a moment to cast a bemused look at it before hearing a familiar sweet voice ask someone a question.

A voice that he's only heard in rare dreams, in memories. His chest tightens and ever so slowly, he turns, eyes wide and lips parted in disbelief. A barrage of emotion flash over his face before settling on pure joy.

He all-but skips over to Xiao Xingchen's side as he all but leaps on this dream.

"Aaah, Daozhang! There you are!" He all but shoves the other person away as he latches onto Xingchen's arm. "Let's go to town, it's not far!"