Falling in love with the taste of lemon tea

The first time she went to a restaurant with her boyfriend, she ordered lemon tea to drink.

　　So every day after that, when she returned to class at noon, there would be a can of lemon tea on her desk.

　　At first, she was touched by his thoughtfulness and consideration, but as the days went by, she was not touched at first but became accustomed to it.

　　He loved her too much, loved her to the point that she did not feel that it was love, so much so that holding hands became a habit, and kissing became a routine.

　　However, she still loves to drink lemon tea, like the sweet and sour feeling, as she imagined a good love.

　　Finally, he told her that he could no longer stand her bland and tasteless to him, and he doubted whether she loved him. He wanted to leave her to find a woman who valued him and his feelings more.

　　She said to let it be.

　　So they parted ways, neither of them holding anyone back, neither of them shedding any tears.

　　The next day at noon, she returned to class and habitually reached into her desk - there was nothing there.

　　She was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the fact that they had broken up.

　　She smiled, went to the microcomputer room, sat down at the computer desk, and tapped her fingers on the keyboard as usual - yet there was not a single word on the screen.

　　Her classmates saw her look so focused and dumb that they couldn't help but remind her that she forgot to turn on the monitor.

　　She agreed mechanically, but her hands didn't move.

　　On the third day ...... the fourth day ...... a week passed, she did not drink lemon tea, for the first time experienced a feeling called loss, the heart was empty, but there was nothing to fill.

　　She began to miss the lemon tea on her desk every day at noon, missed everything about him, and most damagingly, she realized that she could not live without him.

　　After six days of tormenting thoughts, she went alone to the restaurant where she always went with him, sat at his favorite seat, and ordered a cup of lemon tea to drink.

　　Just a sip, she felt a few strands of the taste of the tea hidden in the sour and sweet taste of bitterness.

　　She suddenly understood that the original no ripples of love will not be cherished, did not taste the bitter taste will not feel the precious sweet taste, is her own buried relationship.

　　The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into.

　　Until she became unconscious, she still slurred his name.

　　A hand snatched the glass away from behind her and placed it on the table. She turned her head sluggishly, and the face she saw in her drunken haze was vaguely his silhouette, and before she thought about it, she threw herself into his arms and cried, murmuring vaguely "Don't leave me ......".

　　His heart suddenly surged with a strong feeling of love, "I will not leave you ...... I never knew I would be so important in your heart ...... I always thought you didn't care about me.... ..." he said incoherently, clinging to her trembling body.

　　After graduating from college, they got married and then had a child.

　　Lemon tea has been with her through those sweet and sour days with a bit of bitterness.

　　Later, they had a granddaughter, very cute and very much like her.

　　She said to him, "When I was ...... as old as she is," he laughed and interrupted her, saying that she always loved to remember the old days, and then he went out to buy lemon tea for her.

　　One day, after he bought back the lemon tea and felt a little sick, he went to bed early and then never woke up.

　　After the funeral, she took out the last bottle of lemon tea he bought, and drank it with tears, but did not taste any hint of sweet and sour taste, but all the bitter taste of tea.

　　Her son said this is because people are old, and the taste nerves become dull.

　　She knows clearly that it is because her love went to heaven with the sweet and sour taste. | Emotional Articles

　　One day, she saw her granddaughter, who was already in junior high school, holding a can of lemon tea and drinking it.

　　"How is it, is it good?" she asked.

　　She asked. "It's a little sour, but it's sweet, but why is it called 'tea'?"

　　Her heart twitched and she replied, "You'll understand later."