She not only waited for fun, but also raised it to the art level. Every morning, she stood at the 5th floor balcony, hugging a hot tea cup, her eyes swept everywhere like a superhero of the city. She memorized the "private history" of each person: the small room 203 has been late at night to be the guy, the 508 house is very strange guests far away to ask, probably about to sell the house, and the 302 grandfather just let the car deviate - must tell the management immediately to preserve the urban civilization!
Everyone in the village knew that she was "free to farm", but no one dared to complain. Because if she had not "reported" about the world, she would have been so sad and turned a stone! Then one afternoon, while waiting for an elevator in the lobby of the ground floor, she accidentally heard Mr. B, who had just moved from a far away, talking on the phone behind the notice board, his voice whispered: "Here, tonight is exactly 7am. Don't let anyone know about the problem."
Suddenly remembering the previous morning when she saw B coffee with a strange woman, her head immediately jumped at the number: This guy must be rich! If Ms. L knew, the house would collapse!
Having a crush on B after a collision while dumping garbage, she did not hesitate, she immediately invited two " Strategic allies" - Mrs. T, 4th floor and Mrs. M, 6th floor, the trio to " worry about nothing". The whole group went straight to room 703, the atmosphere was as enthusiastic as if going to the battle. As soon as Ms. L opened the door, she crawled out: "Please manage your house, I just heard your secret call in the basement!"
And she told me that while acting with a mysterious face, I thought Ms. L didn't look serious, but after hearing it, I burst out laughing, then said: "Oh my god, the secret photo of placing the birthday cake for that child! Today is my birthday, I was afraid that I would know in advance, so I just kept talking in a low order. You are really a total mess!
The trio stood in a misty position as if they were in a weak position and then complained. After that awkward incident, she did not have much to say but stood and spoke more moderately. After finishing the meal, seeing a girl on the same floor eating ice cream, she said: This morning, I'm eating less so I don't have a sore throat. The girl laughed brightly: "You go, tell your mother! Baby, give me your phone number right away! - then calmly licked the ice cream, leaving her Standing there, she must have said to herself: well, from now on, I'll let it go!
