Warm Heart Caramel Milk Tea

At the beginning of December, I got up early and opened the window. The habitual haze weather, even the first snow of this winter, was not as excited as in previous years.

I don't know when it started, and many things became salty or salty. It is also difficult to have the previous excitement.
Perhaps this is growth.

A few days ago, I attended the wedding of my cousin. Once again, I have experienced the embarrassment of being urged to marry by the seven aunts and eight aunts. It is really urged to marry every festive season, especially at this embarrassing age.

Every time I attend a wedding, when the bride's father gives the bride's hand to the groom, I am inexplicably moved.
I also wondered if one day, when I took the hand of my beloved girl from my father-in-law, would I burst into tears.

It's just that, in the face of feelings, there is always a loss of confusion, and sometimes I think that I have given up someone or something, not because I don't care anymore. But when you have made all your efforts, you find that no matter how much you give, it will not be enough to make the other person careless.

Gradually, I also understood: It turns out that a person can be sad, without emotions, words, and expressions. Then, I am used to buying vegetables alone, cooking alone, and walking a long way in the cold and snowy weather alone, wrapped in a thick down jacket.

A person’s life begins to slowly learn to taste a person’s loneliness, and time is always stretched for a long, long time.

When I have nothing to do, I like to turn a simple thing into a mood of life, to express a kind of feelings, and it is also a kind of enjoyment.

Even a cup of favorite milk tea should be cooked carefully. It’s been a long time since I went to a milk tea shop to drink a blended milk tea. Some things are difficult to change after getting used to the taste.

Turn on the fire, heat the pot, and carefully boil the caramel. If you get more or less, you will fail. It's like love. At the right time, doing the right thing, everything is just right.

The boiled caramel, add pure milk and a spoonful of tea you like, simmer on a low fire, until the aroma of milk tea wafts out of the room, and the cold hut also instantly has fireworks.

If you like, add a few slices of roses or sweet-scented osmanthus, a small plate of butter cookies. Enough to kill a whole winter night.

In the fragrance of milk and tea, waiting for a love in spring.