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.

how he looks like?

was because Wendy liked someone else. He was only licking his own

a shower and selects a small

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

as she opens the door. She smirks and quickly tidies

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

dressed up and standing

Wendy nods and

prepared lunch and the food is already in the dining room waiting for them. The spread is very sumptuous

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

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

on, she

you remember Brenda but not

strange, “Wendy doesn’t remember master? Last time both of you used to play

long ago and

particularly …. Important

and traumatized by what

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

won’t hold back.” Wendy picked up the chopsticks and started to eat without asking Eddie to sit down and eat as if

Eddie didn’t mind.

to improve the relationship with her and tries to make her remember him. He

the eggplant and says, “Who said that I like these? I don’t like them for quite

hidden message in this but Eddie seems

she can’t

eat heartily but she didn’t touch the plate

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

little Eddie, she’ll never