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.

hide it, but I think it is weird to tell a man about

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

he never shows any pity for me. Maybe

it out?” He doesn’t say much about what happened to me, but

like a simple

Light but

have some fun

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

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

head, taking out a bottle of water, open the bag and get the medicine Frances Louis bought

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

pretty. You are the boss.”

Steven Song shows an evil smile. He steps on the gas and drives me straight

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

shall not run into Frances Louis again in such a place

follow Steven Song to go inside. I don't know how many gazes I receive on the