Chapter 585: Chapter 585
I had thought nothing was insurmountable. Over the years, I’d shouldered quite a bit, venturing out to study on my own, starting my own business.
I had drawn a clear line between myself and my family. Every achievement was hard-earned, but I had borne them all.
Su Zhe felt that since he had even survived a terminal illness, naturally, there should be nothing he couldn’t handle.
The breakup with Shen Xun was something that was bound to happen anyway. Su Zhe had been bracing for it even while they were still together.
Shen Xun, the eldest legitimate grandson of the Shen Family.
Lulu’s biological brother, Aunt Zhao’s treasured son.
Picking any of those titles out of a hat, they were all out of Su Zhe’s league. Those moments of connection, of shared interests, of mutual understanding – they were all stolen.
Stolen moments are just that, stolen. They could only be quietly concealed, never seeing the light of day.
Because I was a pitiable thief, I should have silently exited the stage before the sunlight could reach me.
I had prepared myself mentally, given myself plenty of time, repeatedly hypnotizing myself, feeding myself psychological suggestions that this was the way things were supposed to be, this was how it should be.
So, when that moment truly arrived, Su Zhe followed the psychological cues he had set for himself, the presets he had made.
He exited the scene without hesitation.
Su Zhe had not expected that, despite how many times he had anticipated and psychologically prepared for it,
nobody told him it would be this painful.
So painful.
As if something were being gouged out of his bones, something carved out of his heart.
He was a man who had survived a terminal illness, who had endured that, yet couldn’t withstand this pain.
At first, he didn’t quite understand how an adult like himself, supposed to carry his own dignity, could let himself become so tormented, so haggard, so wretched.
Then one day a downpour came, just like a summer rain, where it could turn torrential in a matter of minutes, blurring the streets out of sight.
Zhe pulled over with his
the side of
windshield wipers sway in front of him, seeing the flashing lights in the dark night, hearing the ticking of the hazard lights,
a moment, comes the
that, though not overly
The Pain of Breathing.
lyric landed
it lives in
hurts, reading your
hurts, hating not understanding you hurts, wanting to
realize that a song could
could each lyric strike directly at
found it somewhat amusing, raising his hand to
help but chuckle to himself, then tears
was too pitiful, too
after parting with Shen Xun,
face made him feel utterly
door, crouched beside the vehicle, embraced his head, using the roaring
frailty in the low visibility
way it was. He was still the same Su Zhe, the excellent one,
so fragile that a single song could
sight, from clarity to blur, from far to
figure was
voice was calling
eyes tinged with weary
Not okay.
Not okay at all.
I’m tired every
a song
almost dying of sadness, not
out these words, not a single one
nodded, his voice hoarse yet his tone calm, "I’m
before everyone. He had thought that
calmness, which might seem slightly dubious to others, became extremely fluent, incredibly smooth in front of this
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