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

Steven Song has been silent, quietly listening to me, and gives me a gentle

I have to say, Steven Song's EQ is really high. From beginning to end, he never shows any pity for me. Maybe he knows that would make me even more embarrassed.

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

His care is like a simple

Light but comfortable.

have some fun in the bar.”

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

“Aren't you allergic to alcohol? Is it not

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

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

are pretty. You are the boss.”

Steven Song shows an evil smile. He steps on the gas

couldn't help thinking

shall not run into Frances Louis again

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