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 last night and

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

shower and

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

soon as she opens

wants him to suffer. All those years when she was upset it was

dressed

and follows him closely

is already in the dining room waiting

all my favorite, Brenda, thanks.” Wendy sees the table full of

one side and is jealous. How come Wendy isn’t that excited

she still

can you remember Brenda but not me?”

remember master? Last time both of

it’s too long ago and

a particularly

frozen in place and traumatized by

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

Wendy picked up the chopsticks and started to eat without asking Eddie

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

relationship with her and tries to make her

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

isn’t any hidden message in this

meant that she can’t remember what she had

heartily but she didn’t touch

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

little Eddie, she’ll