In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 32

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 my love life.

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

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.

“Do you feel any better after you speak it out?” He doesn’t say much about what happened to me, but just asks me this question.

His care is like a simple greeting between friends.

Light but comfortable.

“Come, let’s have some fun in the bar.”

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