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 my love life.

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

say, Steven Song's EQ is really high. From beginning to end, he never shows any pity for me. Maybe he knows

say much about what happened to me, but just asks me this question.

a simple greeting between friends.

Light but

some fun in the bar.”

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

it not true?” Steven Song

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

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

You are the boss.”

smile. He steps on the gas

the door, I couldn't help thinking of the

God bless me! I shall not run into Frances Louis again in such a place for the

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