Sylvia Thompson poured a cup of tea for Samuel Thompson.
The tea was clear and bright.
It was evident that Sylvia had a knack for brewing tea.
Samuel picked up the cup and took a sip.
On a normal day, he would have savored the taste.
But today,
no matter what he ate,
it was like chewing wax.
Samuel finished the tea in one gulp.
Sylvia looked up at Samuel, "Brother, are you troubled by something?"
"Yes," Samuel continued, "I have something to ask you."
"Go ahead," Sylvia said.
Samuel asked, "How's your relationship with Pag Gar?"
Hearing this, a glint flashed in Sylvia's eyes as she continued to make tea, "We used to be quite close, but ever since I heard about her situation, I've felt some aversion towards her. I think a good girl shouldn't have a one-night stand."
Upon hearing these words, Samuel felt very uncomfortable.
"Actually, I was the one who had a one-night stand with Pag Gar," Samuel said.
