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

in his thoughts. That 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 meet again, she has forgotten who

takes a shower and selects a

in a hurry to go out. She stands by the mirror to tie her hair. She looks at

soon as she opens the door. She smirks and

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

Eddie stands up as he sees her already dressed up and standing before him.

and follows him closely

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

the table full of dishes and hugs Brenda and gives her

jealous. How come Wendy isn’t

she still

you remember Brenda but not me?” Eddie

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

“Maybe it’s too long ago and it’s not a particularly important

particularly …. Important

frozen in place and traumatized by what she

to her front. “Come, Wendy, eat more. It has been a long time since I cooked for you. You must eat

up the chopsticks and started to eat without asking Eddie to sit down and eat

didn’t mind.

with her and tries to make her remember him. He serves her some

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

in this but Eddie seems to sense

that she can’t remember

eat heartily but she didn’t touch

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

little Eddie, she’ll