"I want a cup of milk tea." The girl said to the boy at the cashier.
"How much rock and sugar should I add?" The boy asked.
The girl was silent, looking at her phone expressionlessly. While waiting for her answer, the boy looked at her outfit: she had a tall and thin figure, wearing a dark blue woolen coat, a light gray sweater and blue jeans. After looking over, the girl remained silent. This is a very special girl, I feel. From her dress and face, we can see a profound and refined temperament, which is different from the ordinary girls who walked past Candy Street and talked and laughed to buy milk tea. So the little brother thought for a long time and ordered a cup of sugar-free milk tea with ice for the girl.
The girl took a sip, her face slightly unhappy, "Is it too bland and too cold?"
"I'll redo it for you right away!"
The little brother then made another cup of milk tea for the girl according to the standard of 7 cents of sugar, and handed it to the girl's hand.
The girl took a sip. The difference was that her expression did not change any more. She threw the milk tea directly into the trash can next to her and left without looking back.
"It's too sweet!"
The little brother didn't know whether to feel sad or angry. He seemed to be able to roughly guess the girl's personality but he couldn't accurately cater to the girl's thoughts. This was a rainy day that made him sad. In the past, he always liked rainy days, because being able to give guests a cup of milk tea on a rainy day was enough to make him happy.
"So girl, next time, if there is a next time, could you please tell me the sweetness and ice levels?"