Daddy, don't flirt

When he recalls what Wendy said last night, Eddie’s heart is more relieved. He looks at Wendy and hears Wendy say, “Sir, who are you?”

Sir, who are you?

Eddie just relaxes his heart and immediately he tensed up again. He feels her words burning him to a crisp and doesn’t know how to respond.

Last night she was pulling him and calling him uncle, remembering how he looks like. How is it that in one night she has forgotten about him?

Eddie is depressed. But it doesn’t seem that Wendy is lying and is very serious when she asked him. Immediately he is even more depressed.

He hasn’t changed that much. Why didn’t she recognize him?

She is much more adorable when she is drunk.

“I am Eddie.” Eddie purses the corner of his mouth and looks sad, “Don’t you remember me?”

“Eddie?” Wendy looks dazed.

Not only do we know each other, but I also used to climb up to your window sill almost every day!

Eddie couldn’t believe it, but Wendy’s expression is indeed very pure and didn’t look like she is making it up. But he is still suspecting that she is making it up. He is hoping that she is fooling him.

“Last time we used to play together…” Eddie cautiously describes the past.

Wendy nods, “Oh, are you lending me these clothes? Her body reeks of alcohol. If you don’t mind, let me use your bathroom.”

“… help yourself.” Eddie looks at Wendy picks up the clothes and went into the bathroom. From beginning to the end, she didn’t look at him once. His frustrations turn into bitters.

After all these years of not seeing each other, it should be natural that she doesn’t recognize him.

how can she remember how he looks like? Perhaps she suddenly

someone else. He was only licking his

and

by the mirror to tie her hair. She looks at herself from the left and right and

she sees Eddie waiting for her as soon as she opens

telling her for so many years and she wants him to suffer.

already dressed

Wendy nods and follows him closely

prepared lunch and the food is already in the dining room waiting for them. The spread is very sumptuous because Wendy is

Brenda, thanks.” Wendy sees the table full of dishes

come Wendy isn’t that excited

on, she

remember Brenda but

feels strange, “Wendy doesn’t remember master? Last time both of you used to play

carefully and then says, “Maybe it’s too long ago and it’s not a particularly important person, so I must have

a particularly ….

in place and

dishes that Wendy likes the most to her front. “Come, Wendy, eat more. It has been a long time since

started to eat without asking Eddie to sit down and eat

didn’t stand on ceremony which Eddie didn’t mind. He sits opposite her and

you love eggplant stew? Eat more.” Eddie intends to improve the relationship with her and tries to make her remember him.

She seems to despise him serving the eggplant and says, “Who said that I like these? I don’t like them for

in this but Eddie seems to sense

that she can’t remember

starts to eat heartily but she didn’t touch

her. Fuck Eddie, fuck what he likes. She wants so much to eat the eggplant but she has to continue with

she’ll never