Chapter 165 The taste is quite strange.
The tea leaves in the cup
He personally changed the tea after breakfast, using his usual amount of tea leaves.
I was so busy all day that I forgot to change the water, so the tea should taste even more bitter now!
A terrifying thought instantly flooded his mind.
It couldn't be the tea, so it could only be... that she's lost her sense of taste?!
His heart sank, but he tried his best to maintain his composure.
"The tea is in the cabinet on the left side of the tea room on the first floor."
Lin Yan'an answered calmly, then stood up, walked to Zhong Wan, and took the cup from her: "I'll go."
"No need, I'll go."
Zhong Wan refused without hesitation: "You should focus on your work. I'll just take a stroll."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes to look at her rosy face, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes. He slowly nodded: "Then let's do it together, I'll get some exercise too."
"Alright then."
Zhong Wan readily handed him the cup in her hand, then leisurely turned around and walked out first.
Lin Yan'an glanced at her retreating figure, then looked down at the cup in her hand.
The Pu-erh tea, after steeping for half a day, had turned a beautiful wine-red color, clear and glossy. He took a sip from his cup.
The tea tastes bitter, but then it dissipates instantly, followed by a long and profound sweet aftertaste.
The tea is fine...
“Lin Yan’an…”
Zhong Wan's voice suddenly rang out, and Lin Yan'an looked up.
Watching Zhong Wan return to the doorway, and seeing her cool and aloof face, my heart sank instantly.
"What's wrong?"
His voice was hoarse, and he tried hard to remain calm.
Zhong Wan asked, somewhat puzzled and confused, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Lin Yan'an's heart tightened. She was suddenly afraid that she would find out, but she really couldn't hide it from her.
How painful it must be for a food lover to suddenly find that they have lost their sense of taste.
Just thinking about it makes Lin Yan'an feel heartbroken.
"Turn around and pick up my phone for me."
Zhong Wan asked him casually, not caring, and continued, "It's almost lunchtime, I'll come up after I finish eating."
"Oh, and remember to save your files."
"Um,"
Lin Yan'an nodded heavily, gave her a deep look, and then turned around: "I know, wait for me, I'll be right there."
He put down his water glass, quickly saved the file, and shut down his computer.
Only then did he take his phone and water glass and go downstairs.
At the same time, his mind raced, trying to figure out how to verify the idea and how to... tell her.
Downstairs, she saw Zhong Wan chatting and laughing with Grandpa Zhou.
He walked over and sat down beside them.
Looking at the tea on the coffee table in front of him, he calmly picked it up and examined its extremely pale color: "Grandpa, it's time to change the tea."
"Um."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Zhou turned his head and glanced at the tea, then casually said, "Then you can change it. It's been a long time since I've had your tea."
"Okay, then I'll try your newly opened Lao Ban Zhang."
After Lin Yan'an finished speaking, he took action.
After cleaning the teapot, he personally scalded the cups, added tea leaves, and poured water, his movements methodical and efficient.
The moment boiling water is poured in, a rich and powerful aroma of tea bursts forth.
Zhong Wan's nose twitched, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look.
As if sensing her gaze,
Lin Yan'an looked up and met her gaze. Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, he felt a pang of pain in his heart and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look away: "It'll be fine in a moment."
"Uh-huh."
Zhong Wan quickly nodded in agreement.
Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes to look at the tea in front of him. In order to verify the terrible conjecture in his heart, he deliberately extended the time by more than ten seconds, and after the tea soup became more and more concentrated, he poured tea for them one by one.
Grandpa Zhou looked at the tea in the cup, which was almost the same color as soy sauce, and gave Lin Yan'an a disapproving look, saying, "Kid, your skills..."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the glass, blew on it, took a small sip, and couldn't help but shake his head and put it down: "I can't take it anymore."
"What a waste of my good tea."
"Um?"
Zhong Wan picked up the cup of dark-colored tea in front of her, blew on it like Grandpa Zhou, and then took a big gulp.
Lin Yan'an's breath almost stopped for a moment, his eyes fixed on her expression.
Zhong Wan remained calm, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing instantly. She then looked at Grandpa Zhou with some confusion and said, "Grandpa, I think it tastes great, and it smells wonderful!"
Upon hearing this, Old Master Zhou's gray brows furrowed slightly, as if he had seen something that shocked him.
He glanced at the tea in Zhong Wan's hand, then at his own, and seeing the two cups of similar color, he couldn't help but look at Zhong Wan and complain, "Girl, this..."
"Old man, I know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but you can't just praise someone against your conscience."
"This tea is so bitter and astringent, it tastes like Chinese medicine. What's so good about it?"
"That kid is a complete waste of talent!"
"ah?"
Hearing this, Zhong Wan became even more puzzled. She looked down at the cup in her hand, took another sip, and carefully tasted it: "It's not bitter?"
"Hmm, it doesn't feel any different from the tea I usually drink."
"It tastes quite...rich?"
Zhong Wan said with some confusion, then looked at Grandpa Zhou and chuckled as she explained, "This is just my humble opinion, please don't mind it. I don't usually drink tea."
"It's nothing, what could possibly happen?"
Grandpa Zhou calmly waved his hand, looked at Lin Yan'an and then at Zhong Wan with a hesitant expression, and snorted meaningfully: "But I didn't expect that you, girl, have such strange tastes."
"ah?"
Zhong Wan was puzzled, but Grandpa Zhou didn't explain further. Instead, he stood up and said, "You two stay here by yourselves. I'm going out for a walk."
He leaned on his cane and had only taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something. He turned to Zhong Wan and asked, "Does Wanwan usually eat strong-flavored food?"
"Um."
Zhong Wan nodded, puzzled, and looked at the old man with some confusion.
He nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."
"Alright, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.
Although Mr. Zhou is old, he still walks with a sprightly gait.
Lin Yan'an's gaze was fixed on the cup of tea in front of her, and she had no interest in their interaction.
He raised his hand, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.
The extreme bitterness exploded in his mouth, but it was nothing compared to even a fraction of what he felt in his heart.
Even if it was only seven days, it was still a brutal experience for her.
Lin Yan'an lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Wanwan..."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Zhong Wan looked at him curiously, then at the empty glass in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Is it okay to drink?"
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