"Alright." Putting the phone back on the table, General smiled and patted her back, "Let's eat, the milk will get cold soon."
The two sat back at the table to eat. Memoria held the milk cup in one hand and clutched the photo in the other.
Looking at the photo in her hand and then at General eating beside her, she lightly curved her lips into a smile.
Noticing her expression, General turned his head slightly, "What's making you so secretly happy again?"
Memoria raised her eyebrows, "I'm just happy."
He grinned indulgently, "Considering your good performance last night, today I won't hold it against you."
Memoria's originally lively face instantly turned as red as fire. She put down the empty cup, clutched the photo, and dashed away, stopping at the stairs.
"I'll wash the dishes later."
Back in the room, she took out her album. She moved her own photo on the second page to the back and placed his photo in it.
