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 remembered last night

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

takes a shower and

mirror to tie her hair.

Eddie waiting for her as soon as she opens the

without telling her for so many years and she wants him to suffer.

up as he sees her already dressed up and

and follows him

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

the table full of dishes and hugs Brenda and gives her

jealous. How come Wendy isn’t that excited

on, she still remembers

Brenda but

doesn’t remember master? Last time both of you used to play

too long ago and it’s

particularly …. Important

place and traumatized by what she just

likes the most to her front. “Come, Wendy, eat more. It

picked up the chopsticks and started to

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

love eggplant stew? Eat more.” Eddie intends to improve the relationship with her and

and says, “Who said that I like these?

message in this but

that she can’t remember

eat heartily but she didn’t touch

is actually murmuring within her. Fuck Eddie, fuck what he likes. She wants so much to eat the eggplant

little Eddie, she’ll