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.

remember how he looks like? Perhaps she suddenly remembered

He was only licking his own wounds. Who would expect

shower and

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

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

to suffer. All those years when she

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

nods and follows him closely

the dining room waiting for them. The spread is very

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

jealous. How come Wendy isn’t that excited when she saw

she still

can you remember Brenda

Last time both of you

looks troubled and ponders carefully and then says, “Maybe it’s too long ago and

particularly ….

frozen in place and

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

chopsticks and started to eat

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

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

despise him serving the eggplant and

message in this but Eddie seems to

she can’t remember what she had

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

Eddie, she’ll