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.

but I think it is weird to tell a man about

and gives me a

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

“Do you feel any better after you speak it out?” He doesn’t say much

His care is like a simple greeting between friends.

Light but

“Come, let’s have some fun in

All I want is to get drunk with abandon.

not true?” Steven Song asks me,

open the bag and get the medicine Frances Louis bought for me.

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

pretty. You are the boss.”

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

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

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

Song to go inside. I don't know how