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.

can she remember how he looks like? Perhaps she suddenly remembered last night

his own wounds. Who would expect that not only

takes a shower and selects a

changing, Wendy isn’t in a hurry to go out. She stands by the mirror to tie her hair. She looks at herself

enough, she sees Eddie waiting for her as soon as she opens the door. She smirks and quickly

her for so many years and she wants him to suffer. All those

go for lunch.” Eddie stands up as he sees her already dressed up and standing before him. His heart skips a beat and smiles

Wendy nods and follows

dining

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

side and is jealous. How come Wendy

she still

Brenda

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

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

a particularly

in place and traumatized by what

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

Brenda, I’m also hungry. I won’t hold back.” Wendy picked up the chopsticks and started to eat without asking Eddie to

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

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

eggplant and says, “Who said that I like

in this but

actually meant that she can’t remember what she had

eat heartily but

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

she’ll