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.

looks like? Perhaps she suddenly remembered

his thoughts. That time when he left it was because Wendy liked someone else. He was only licking his own wounds. Who would expect that not only his wounds didn’t heal, when they meet again, she has forgotten

shower and selects a small

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

for her as soon as she opens the door. She smirks and quickly

to suffer. All those years when she was upset it was enough to

her already dressed up and standing before him. His heart skips

and follows him closely

dining room waiting for them. The spread is

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

stood one side and is jealous. How come

she still

can you remember Brenda but not me?” Eddie

also feels strange, “Wendy doesn’t remember master? Last time both of

long ago and it’s not a particularly important person,

a particularly ….

frozen in place and traumatized by what

most to her front. “Come, Wendy, eat more. It has been a long time since I

started to eat without asking Eddie to sit down and eat as if she didn’t see

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

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

the eggplant and says, “Who said that I like

any hidden message in this but Eddie

she can’t

eat heartily but she didn’t touch

her. Fuck Eddie, fuck what he likes. She wants so much

she’ll