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.

she remember how he looks like? Perhaps she suddenly

else. He was only licking his own wounds. Who

and selects

out. She stands by the mirror to tie her hair. She looks at herself from

for her as soon as she opens the door.

her for so many years and she wants him to suffer. All those years when she was upset it was enough to

up as he sees her already dressed up and standing before him. His heart skips a beat

and

food is already in the dining room waiting for them. The spread is

it’s they are all my favorite, Brenda, thanks.” Wendy sees the table

How come Wendy isn’t that

on, she still

you remember Brenda but

master? Last time both of you used to play

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

particularly …. Important

place and

looks at Eddie pitifully and then asks Wendy to sit down. She pushes the dishes that Wendy likes the most to her front. “Come, Wendy, eat more. It has been a long time since I cooked for you. You must eat

chopsticks and started to eat without asking Eddie to

didn’t mind. He sits opposite

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

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

isn’t any hidden message in this but Eddie seems to sense

that she can’t remember what she had

eat heartily but she didn’t touch the plate

fuck what he likes. She wants so much to eat the eggplant but she has to continue

little Eddie, she’ll