"Have a try. It is not so sweet but tastes good." Irish hastily took out the scoop and cut a small piece for him with expectation.
Joseph looked at her, opening his mouth while the sorrowfulness in his heart had turned to warmness. Irish smiled and asked, "Does it taste good?"
"Yes." He replied softly.
She was so cheerful as if she had heard the best compliment in the world and then said, "You will feel better when you finish it, won't you? And you will not be angry with me."
Joseph opened his mouth and took a bite.
"Joseph, I know I was deliberately provocative. I didn't mean that. I cried for a long time after you left. I..."
