In My Desperate Time

“Why are you waiting for me?”

Steven Song goes to the trunk in silence and takes out two boxes.

He hands me one of the boxes.

The box is pretty heavy, and I don’t know what is in it.

“Let's go.”

Steven Song says as he leads me inside, “Donny told me about what happened yesterday when you came downstairs so of course I am going to help you too. I found that you were late for work this morning, so I got a chance to help you. Otherwise it would be really hard for you to survive in this company.”

“Thanks.” I say softly, feeling sincere gratitude for Steven Song.

Thanks to his help, otherwise other employees would really think that I have affairs with Steven, course recently I am always come to work late and leave early.

When colleagues see Steven and I carrying stuff upstairs together, they all think we were going shopping for company. They just give me a glance and go back to doing their own things.

It seems that Steven Song's trick really worked.

After carrying the box up the stairs, I am ready to leave.

But Steven Song stops me.

“Don't be in a hurry to leave.”

Then Steven Song opens one box and the rich scent of mangoes comes out.

Yum.

I see him take

lightening up as I look at the box

one before you

nice mango and hands it to

why does it smell so good?” After eating half of it, I turn to

eat this stuff. It happens to be in the trunk, so I use the boxes for materials.

you can eat one.

giving the other half to Steven

but eventually takes the

“It tastes really good.”

He praises.

told you it was

mango is not enough for me, so I

another half to Steven

like

do you keep looking at

asks

the feeling that your lips are a little swollen than they were just now? Also, there seems to be some little red

mouth a little numb, and the sides

to scratch around his lips, and those red spots

no, are you allergic to mangoes?” I

look at him, the more I

remember eating a mango once when I was a kid, and