The tea was brewed again and again, and the raw Pu'er tea from last autumn turned out to be particularly resilient to repeated brewing.
Su Xiaomeng drank cup after cup, surprisingly not finding the taste fading at all.
"Professor, where did you buy this tea you're drinking? I'd like to get some as well, so I can occasionally brew a small pot to enjoy."
Her thoughts returned, and Xiao Meng asked.
Qi Jun was surprised,
"This tea is not hard to find, but I still think if you really want to drink, you can choose something better."
"I think this one is quite good. Even after several brews, the taste hasn't diminished."
If only the feeling between two people could be just like this tea, never fading.
"Haha! It seems you weren't lying when you said you don't usually drink tea."
"..."
