Chapter 264 - 255
It really snowed.
The curtains were wide open, and the dazzling light shone through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, making one’s eyes blur. Outside, the courtyard was draped in silver, with a thick layer of fresh snow, fluffy and spotless. Cedars and withered trees were bent under the weight of the accumulated snow, heavy and occasionally breaking with a "crack."
He held her in his arms, sitting on the tatami by the window, with a tea table set in front of them. His fair, slender hands with distinct joints held a Purple Sand Tea Pot. The orange-red tea, steaming hot, flowed from the spout into the cup.
She was entranced watching it.
The snowy scene was like a painting, becoming a vast white backdrop in her eyes. But more beautiful than the painting was the hand holding the pot before her. When someone seemed perfect in your eyes, every move, every smile, suited your taste. For the first time, she noticed even his fingernails looked attractive, with their faint pink shade and perfectly crescent-shaped cuticles.
"Want to try?"
Suddenly, the aroma of tea wafted over, carrying a subtle warmth.
He brought the teacup to her lips.
She took a small sip and nodded. "It’s good."
"Really good, or are you just saying that?" he laughed, recalling she didn’t drink tea.
"Truly good!" Even though she wasn’t a tea enthusiast, merely watching him brew the tea was pleasing enough for her.