"Sit down." He poured her a cup of tea and went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. This girl must have asked him for help.
"I'm so envious of you. You can enjoy such beautiful sunshine and woods in University X." She said so bitterly that she missed her university life so much. Weng Mingjun's apartment was not far from University X, so she took a detour there. There are circles, green paths, flowers in bloom, and students in twos and threes on the edge of Furong Lake either holding books or leaning back against each other, with the breeze blowing on their faces and their hair flying. How can one word be so beautiful? The four of them were all good at it back then. He was a man of great influence, but his time has passed in the blink of an eye. It is true that time is not forgiving.
"The scenery of Xiamen is not too polluted. It is an international garden city. What else is there to be dissatisfied about? Why, what is it that makes you so emotional?" He made tea neatly and added tea to her cup. smiled.
"What else is there to ask for? You know I have never had any ambitions." Isn't it the simplest and happiest life to wear gadgets once in a lifetime, have a bowl of rice, a dish of food, and live in one person's heart? It was an accident that Xi Mingyuan suddenly broke into her life, and she even started to get used to it.
"What do you want to do with me?" He poured boiling water into the teapot skillfully and put the lid on it. The culture of southern Fujian really eroded him deeply. He, who is originally from Harbin, was completely assimilated and fell in love with making tea in just a few years. This southern Fujian custom.[