He feels ridiculous pretending to be a cat and he sighs. He walks at a slower pace, the long sleeves billows with the wind as he tucks his hands behind his back. When he was blind, his steps are cautious.

"Xue Yang." He doesn't mind walking side by side as they parade down the road together. No words are exchanged at first. He is quiet and he can see him. He looks younger, but hearing his real voice and seeing him for the first.

"It's been a while. So this is the real-timeline of this world, isn't?"