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

been silent, quietly listening to me, and gives me a

EQ is really high. From beginning to end, he never shows any pity for me. Maybe

out?” He doesn’t say much about what

care is like a simple greeting

Light but comfortable.

“Come, let’s have some

heart. All

not true?” Steven Song asks me, feeling confused.

open the bag and get the medicine Frances Louis bought

into my stomach with the water. I smile to Steven Song, “I take the anti-allergy medicine, now I can indulge myself once.”

are pretty. You

steps on the

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

run into Frances Louis again in such a place for the

know how many gazes I