"Is the sun as cold as you?"
Sitting on the stone bench, he rolled his sleeves and picked up a cup of hot tea and handed it to the man.
"This tea tastes slightly bitter but has a unique taste. Just like the various flavors in life."
He was talking about the tea ceremony, and from time to time he raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Does God drink tea?"
He hesitated, "But Jinwu doesn't drink."
He smiled softly and said, "Taiyang is such a miserable person. It's hard to find a partner."