Xingchen continues to amaze him every day with how well he moves and works without sight. Xue Yang smells deliciousness in the air announcing the sweet man's arrival. He smiles and bounces to his feet when he hears his name.

"Here, A-Chen!" He chirps, moving to reach for the other's hands. "Something smells good!" It doesn't take much to warm him from his sweet daozhangs.