For several days in a row, Wen Ning felt that the Sparrow Spirit was looking at him as though he were an idiot.
Big Yellow, meanwhile, acted as if nothing had happened.
She still lay by the entrance every day, her ears standing straight up. She guarded the door when she needed to and went out to the suburbs to chat with Big White when she felt like it.
Rolling over in front of Wen Ning and exposing her sex had done absolutely nothing to spoil her good mood about hanging out with her best friend.
Over the past few days, though, Wen Ning had discovered something that gave him an even bigger headache than Big Yellow being female.
Someone was spying on Wen Ning. At first, he thought they had been captivated by his stunning good looks.
But after observing them, Wen Ning confirmed that someone was actually spying on his Bathhouse.
Calling it spying was almost an insult to the word, because the other party's technique was outrageously bad.
Every morning when Wen Ning opened up, he saw someone sitting under the crooked pagoda tree at the mouth of the alley. She wore her hair in a high ponytail and a tracksuit washed almost white, with a drawing board propped up in front of her as she pretended to sketch.
Yet every few seconds, she glanced up at the Bathhouse. Whenever her eyes met Wen Ning's, she quickly ducked her head and pretended to scribble on her board.
At noon, she changed spots, moving to a plastic stool at the breakfast shop across the alley. She ordered a basket of steamed buns and even got herself a bottle of soda.
In the evening, she moved back under the pagoda tree, holding a notebook and scribbling away while muttering