Zane smiled sheepishly when he saw it. Besides his three jars of instant coffee was a Phoenix delicate transparent vase filled with various tea bags. They were beside each other creating a sense of harmony. Zane shook his head and boiled some water. He took out the finest teacup and seeped the teabag. After waiting for two minutes, he served the tea to Xavier.
His younger brother took a sip and closed his eyes for a few seconds before he muttered, "Good tea."
An uncontrolled chuckle left Zane's lips and he looked away, digging his fingers into his thigh. He really said it. When he first met Xavier and watched him drink the Kuding tea like an old monk in a Buddhist temple, he kept waiting for him to mutter the phrase like they do in all those movies and novels but Xavier never indulged all through the holiday. To think that he would say it now.
