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 to tell a man about my love

listening to me, and gives me a gentle

EQ is really high. From beginning to end, he never shows any pity for me. Maybe he knows that would make me even

better after you speak it out?” He doesn’t say much about what happened to me,

a simple greeting between

Light but comfortable.

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

heart. All I want is to get drunk

“Aren't you allergic to alcohol? Is it not true?”

shake my head, taking out a bottle of water, open the bag and

to Steven Song, “I take the anti-allergy medicine, now I can indulge myself

are pretty. You are the boss.”

smile. He steps on the gas and drives me straight to NewFun.

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

Frances Louis again in such a place for

inside. I don't know how many gazes I receive on the way going in.