In My Desperate Time

Steven Song tells me to be ruthless and ignore my mother, and I do according to his words.

My mom is stopped at the gate by a security guard, and I go upstairs with Steven Song. My phone is vibrating all the time. I know it is mom calling.

I don’t answer it. When I arrive at the door, I receive a message from my mother.

“If you don’t help your brother. I will be always knel down here util you say yes.”

She spells “kneel” wrongly. My mother doesn’t receive much education. It must cost her much energy to send a message like this.

I go to the window and see my mother kneeling at the gate of the apartment.

The security guard tries to pull up her several times, but she wouldn't leave. People stop by and point at my mother, but she just ignores them.

“What can I do?” I turn to Steven Song disappointedly.

My mother’s bone was broken before, and she hasn't been able to walk well since then. She can't kneel down like this.

Just ignore her. If you relent, things will be in more trouble than they are now. Go and cook.” Steven Song says to me.

I give a deep look downstairs, sigh and go to cook.

After I take a bath after dinner, I hear the rain clattering.

It’s raining.

I go to the window and see that my mother is

“Don't go down. Jane Noyes, you can't live your life at the mercy of your family all the time. Believe me, if you keep staying in the room, it won't be long before

Once again, I listen to Steven Song and go to bed.

been worried about

loudly on the window, more and more loudly. Perhaps, my mother sees the rain is too heavy and she has gone back. I comfort myself like this but can’t be restless. I don’t sleep well,

help walking to the window to look at her. I see my mother is still kneeling there. Pale

over. He takes a look downstairs and sighs.

see that your mother takes your brother more important than you. So, your sacrifice is not worth it. If you compromise this time, it will

understand what Steven Song says. But I can't change the fact that blood is thicker than water. Seeing my mother suffering really makes me

the ground, which breaks my last line of defense.

“Mom!”

much and run straight downstairs.

Noyes. Don't go down. It's a battered-body trick.”

dissuade me, but I couldn't listen to