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.

these years, how can she remember how he looks like? Perhaps she suddenly remembered last night and said

else. He was only licking his own wounds. Who would expect that not only his

shower and selects a small

a hurry to go out. She stands by the mirror to tie her hair. She

she sees Eddie waiting for her as soon as she opens the door.

and she wants him to suffer. All those years when she was upset it was enough to bombard

as he sees her already dressed up

Wendy nods and follows him

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

my favorite, Brenda, thanks.” Wendy sees the table full of dishes and hugs Brenda and gives her

is jealous. How come Wendy isn’t that excited

she still remembers

remember Brenda but not me?” Eddie

Last

and ponders carefully and then says, “Maybe it’s too long ago and it’s not a

a particularly …. Important

is frozen in place and traumatized by what

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

Wendy picked up the chopsticks and started to eat

which Eddie didn’t mind. He sits opposite her

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

would expect Wendy to dodge away? She seems to despise him serving the eggplant and says, “Who said that I like these? I

in this but Eddie

can’t remember what she had

eat heartily but she didn’t touch the

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

she’ll never forget