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.

mean to hide it, but I think it is weird

and gives me

to end, he never shows any pity for

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

is like a simple greeting

but comfortable.

some fun in the bar.”

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

alcohol? Is it not true?” Steven Song asks me,

of water, open the bag and get the medicine

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

You are the

steps on the gas and drives me straight to NewFun.

the door, I couldn't help thinking of the last time I

shall not run into Frances Louis again in such a place for

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