A teahouse in a bustling street sells a kind of tea called Che Gu Ming. A cup of tea looks light and light, but different people can taste it differently. The owner of the teahouse is a gentle man with long hair. No one knows how old he is or where he comes from.
Bone-cutting tea, as the name suggests, means heart-to-bone tea, with love, sorrow, pain, and injury... Each one is a story.
Pick up the teacup, savor it, and listen quietly.
Shh, don't make a sound.