Eddie Charlies' hand holding the spoon fiercely clenches. With a "crack" sound, the white porcelain spoon cracks.
Is he so old?
Eddie reluctantly puts the hangover soup aside. He takes a tissue from the table to carefully wipe off the soup stains on her lips
Wendy opens her mouth suddenly to bit his fingers. Her eyes are clear and bright. She looks at him as if she is an innocent child.
Eddie knows that he shouldn't let Wendy drink. He adjusts his sitting posture, only to feel that the fingers are bitten by her are a bit numb. He feels a little excited.
"Wendy, let go of your mouth." Eddie wants to pull out his fingers, but he worries that she might be hurt accidentally by his force, so he has to coax her with gentle voice.
"Oh." Wendy lets go of his fingers obediently. When Eddie is relieved, she suddenly jumps into his arms and rubs his chest with her head. "Sir, why do you look so like Eddie, that little bastard?"
Little bastard?
Eddie feels so furious. He looks at Wendy who is in his arms. He tries hard to resist his anger.
"Eddie, the bastard, left with other women. Otherwise how could he not come back for so many years?"
Eddie's expression suddenly becomes serious.
"Sir, do you know who Eddie is? He is ugly and short, stupid and dumb. You say which woman and man would want him?"
Eddie’s expression becomes more serious.
"Sir, I don't miss him anymore. Why do I miss him suddenly when you show up?" Wendy originally complains about Eddie. Now, her expression becomes a little sad.
Eddie is about to pinch her small face, but he suddenly stops. Wendy's words make him feel sorry for her.
Wendy...
Before that, he also hopes that he will never appear in front of her again.
"Sir, do you know how to make a porcelain doll?" Wendy says, staring straight at Eddie. Her eyes seem to be a little confused.
Porcelain Doll…
She still remembers the porcelain doll he gave her before leaving, but he doesn't know if she has discovered the secret of the porcelain doll.
"Wendy, I'm back." Eddie finally doesn't stay silent anymore. Looking at Wendy's confused eyes, he feels sorry for her. He says softly to her.
"Eddie?" Wendy blinks and looks at him dumbly.
Eddie nods slightly, "It's me. I'm back."
Just when Eddie Charlies thinks that Wendy will be so excited that she will rush to hit him, suddenly, Wendy lets go of Eddie Charlies. She sits up, and scratches her neck.
"It's so uncomfortable. I want to take a bath. Where's the bathroom?" Wendy squints to look around, but no matter how she tries to widen her eyes to look for the bathroom, her eyes seems to be covered with something, so she can't see clearly.
She scratches her neck a few times and is about to get out of bed.
Eddie knows that she hasn't sober up yet, so he holds her back, "I'll go and help you release the water. Just wait here."
"Oh." Wendy nods, and then falls back. She is originally drunk, so after a while she falls asleep again.
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