In My Desperate Time

I go downstairs with my stuff, and Steven Song is waiting for me downstairs in his car. I don’t want him to come, but he insists on seeing me off because he says it isn't safe for a girl to go out in the middle of the night. So, I don’t refuse him.

And now, I look like a mess and he sees everything.

Steven Song, in no hurry to drive, speaks in a low voice.

“How are you? Would you like to talk about it?”

It is rare to see Steven Song being so serious. My heart softens because of him.

Perhaps, after all these days, I think Steven Song is a person I can trust.

Or, the feelings that I have been repressed for so long need to vent.

I take a deep breath and speak out all the grievances I have suffered at home over the years.

Surely, I don’t say anything about Andrew Malan.

I don’t mean to hide it, but I think it is weird

been silent, quietly listening to me, and gives me a gentle emotion from time to

Song's EQ is really high. From beginning to end, he never shows any

out?” He doesn’t say much about what happened

His care is like a simple greeting between friends.

Light but comfortable.

“Come, let’s have some fun in the bar.”

in my heart. All I want is to get drunk with

“Aren't you allergic to alcohol? Is it not true?” Steven Song asks me, feeling

out a bottle of water, open the bag

The medicine flow down into my stomach with the water. I smile to Steven Song, “I take the anti-allergy medicine,

“You are pretty. You are the boss.”

evil smile. He steps on the gas and drives

As soon as I arrive at the door, I couldn't help thinking of the last time I saw Frances Louis.

run into Frances Louis again in such a place for the rich.

inside. I don't know how many