Secret Love Nest

The Goddess Next Door

So Wang Qing is back in Beijing, yay! We have an interesting (not to mention HOT) reunion but I can't write about that right now, maybe later but just not right now cause I wanna talk about something else.

Cause something really, and I mean REALLY REALLY, interesting happened to me yesterday.

I had a rare day off yesterday and I decided to spent it at home doing what I love the most to do, put facial on my face with the help of my personal skin care expert adviser on the phone. I also took the time to soak myself on the tub for two long hours with lots and lots of bubbles and the aromatic scent of lavender wafting around me while I'm sipping mimosas and listening to my favorite songs playing on my phone. (I'm living the high life) It's so soothing I can practically feel all the muscles on my legs, arms, back and feet loosening up after weeks and weeks of dancing and rehearsing for my upcoming events.

Dayu, is soaking on the aromatic bath for two hours the interesting thing that happened to you? Cause I gotta say, that's stretching the word "interesting" too far...I hear you complain.

Well no my impatient students, don't be silly. I can soak on a tub for one week and I won't find that interesting, impossible yes but not interesting.

The "interesting" thing happened after I had my facial, bath and sleep marathon. I woke up around 4 in the afternoon feeling relaxed and caught up in my rest. I decided to watch some TV while contemplating what I will cook for dinner when our doorbell ring.

Now...doorbells ringing is not an unnatural thing, doorbells are suppose ring after all. But OUR doorbell ringing is something of a phenomenon in this house. For one thing, we don't encourage visitors to visit us in our batman cave. If people (like stylists or managers) want to see us, we confirm it first on them through messages and they don't have to ring the bell, we voluntarily open the door for them.

Okay, before we continue, first let me tell you something about the place we are living in right now. You all remember that we are living at a unit on the topmost floor of a building, right? In this floor there are only four big (I mean really big cause our space is well...spacious) units that are available to buy (no leasing on this floor I tell you). We occupy one of those four units. The rest also got bought and are being occupied, by whom I have no idea.

You see I have never laid eyes on any of our neighbors before. All I know is that we do have neighbors. I have no idea as to who are my neighbors and what they look like so it will be safe to say that even if I bump with one of them on the way I won't know that they live just a wall away from me and Wang Qing.

And besides, Wang Qing doesn't need or have the urge to associate with our neighbors. It's not because of the "secret" thing, it's because he didn't see the need to get to know them because he have no intention of befriending them (unfriendly jerk). And as things stand, he also didn't see the need for me to know and get acquinted with our neighbors so he gave me a warning about associating with people I don't know.

That kinda pissed me off to be honest. Sometimes I feel like Wang Qing treats me like I'm a fucking four year old kid who can be lured out by a candy and get kidnapped by bad strangers. I mean, I'm not so stupid to be kidnap just because someone gave me candy so he didn't need to give me the "Don't talk or come near any strangers Dayu" talk! Maybe if they will give me the lastest IPhone...oh what the hell, forget about what I just said, please....

Anyway back to the topic, so we have neighbors but I don't know what they look like much more who they are. But our doorbell rings and rings again so I had no choice but to open the door and see who is outside.

It's a goddess...

She's...she's...I don't know how to explain her but she's so beautiful she can blind me. I almost think she is shining but I saw that it's just the bright lights from the open door of the unit facing ours. She's one of our neighbors and she lives on the unit opposite from ours.