His old classmate readily prepared a glass of plain water for him.
And some pastries.
Perhaps a little "alarmed" by the fact that he didn't like tea, his old classmate had asked what kind of pastries he disliked.
The Elegant old man smiled sheepishly.
He had no particular preferences when it came to pastries.
Anything was fine.
As long as they didn't taste like tea.
The pastries at his old classmate's home were delicious.
He couldn't stop praising them.
So this time, his old classmate had asked his grandson to bring over a big box of pastries, but no tea leaves, right?
How thoughtful.
"Mm."
Xiao Xiao gave a slight nod.
It was true that he liked tea.
But...
If there wasn't any good tea, plain water would do just fine.
"I like plain water too."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
Seeing the old man's troubled expression, he could more or less guess what was going on.
The Elegant old man blinked.
Had he... figured it out?
What a clever boy.
The Elegant old man smiled, his expression tinged with emotion.
"It's not as if I don't have any tea here."
He just didn't like drinking tea...
"Would flower tea be all right?"
But the Elegant old man's late wife had liked flower tea.
Because of that, there were plenty of glass cups for flower tea at home.
All sorts of them.
"Shangqing likes flower tea."
The Elegant old man smiled at his young friend.
His young friend's silence didn't strike him as strange.
At first, he had thought his young friend was a quiet child.
Later, he discovered that his young friend really was a child who didn't talk much under ordinary circumstances.
But whenever they talked about something he was interested in, his young friend would