糖果盒里的暗恋奶糖味的回忆与未完的诗

在这个温馨的小镇上，总有一家老店 sells the most delicious milk candy. The shop is called "Sweet Memories," and it's run by an old man named Mr. Tan. He makes his candies with love, just like how he used to make them for his children when they were young.

The first time I stepped into that shop, I was immediately hit with the sweet aroma of milk candy filling my senses. It was as if I had entered a different world - one where everything was made of sugar and spice and all things nice.

Mr. Tan greeted me warmly, offering me a sample of his latest creation: a milk candy infused with hints of vanilla and caramel. It melted in my mouth like a cloud, leaving behind only the faintest hint of sweetness.

I couldn't help but feel drawn to this old man who seemed to have found happiness in such simple pleasures as making candies for others to enjoy. His eyes sparkled with joy every time he talked about his creations, each one imbued with memories from years gone by.

But what really caught my attention was not just the taste or smell of these candies; it was something more intangible - something that could only be described as 'naiqing,' which roughly translates to 'secretly loving' or 'being fondly obsessed.' To me, those words perfectly captured the essence of Mr.Tan's relationship with his beloved sweets.

For him, making candies wasn't just about creating something tasty; it was also about sharing moments from his past through these small treats that brought people together in shared experiences.

As days turned into weeks, I found myself returning again and again to Sweet Memories store for another fix of those heavenly treats - not just because they tasted so good (although they did), but also because there seemed to be an unspoken bond between us.

It wasn’t until much later on during our conversations over steaming cups of tea at home did he reveal why he started making these candies after retirement: he wanted nothing more than share some parting gift before moving on further down life’s journey – never knowing if their recipients would ever come across them again.

He said whenever someone took bite out their carefully crafted little piece heaven – filled naiqing for all its worth – would transport themselves back 50+ years ago when times were simpler & sweeter