Secret Love Nest

Life Altering Choices

Goddess: What does it said about your lover? Your shooting is finally done, and you are on your way back to Beijing, what did he do? He went to Malaysia to be with his friends. What?

Me: It was scheduled. He asked me for permission before he went there.

Goddess: (skeptical) Let me guess, he called you to say he wants to fly to Malaysia and you agreed without mentioning that you are finally done with shooting the scenes for your drama.

She...is a sorceress. How did she knows that conversation I had with Qing?

Me: (looking at her suspiciously) Did you put a bugging device on my things?

Goddess: (snickering) (sarcastically) Sure. And I also bought a drone with a camera that follows you so I can watch you even in your sleep.

Me: (eyes widening) (looking around her unit) Did you?

Goddess: You sick jerk. I did not!

I laughed at her. She is so easy to rattle these past few days. Maybe because her birthday got past and she is now...

Oh I cannot reveal her age. That will be ungentlemanly and more importantly, she might kill me. Just believe me when I say that she doesn't look her age, she looks fifteen years younger than the number of years she had been alive.

She is beautiful but she is harping on her age. Sounds familiar? I don't know.

Goddess: (sourly) I am now on the same age bracket as my lover's wife.

Me: I see.

Goddess: (tossing the wooden spoon) (irritably) Whose idea it is again for us to have Ramen Night?

Me: (pointing at her) Yours.

Goddess: Oh right. Fuck.

I was a bit surprised of her cursing. Not because this is the first time I am hearing her curse but because she looks so angelic, she makes cursing look holy.

But also, her cursing means she is really going through something.

Me: What is the problem, really?

The Goddess gave me a look. Like she is weighing if she can trust me with her secret. Not like "can I trust this person with my secret" kind of stare, more like "can I trust this person not to laugh when I told him my secret" kind of stare.

Me: (chuckling) I won't laugh.

Goddess: You are such a rude boy, cute neighbor.

Me: Oh c'mon. Just tell me.

Goddess: I want a baby.

I didn't laugh. I am proud of that.

I coughedp though so...

The Goddess threw some flour at me.

Goddess: You jerk!

Me: (defensive) I didn't laugh! The air went down the wrong pipe (coughing again). See?

Goddess: (turning off the stove) It's ridiculous, right? You probably think I am crazy. I think I am crazy. I thought I am over this. For Pete's sake...I am old now to consider babies.

Me: (shocked) B-babies? Not one?

The Goddess gave me a death promise filled stare. I held my hands up in surrender.