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.
over
on the side
flashing lights in the dark night, hearing the ticking of the hazard lights, listening to the
a moment, comes the delivery of a heart-shattering
song that, though not overly
The Pain of Breathing.
lyric landed
is the pain that breathes, it lives in every corner
the songs you loved hurts, reading your letters hurts,
that breathes, it circulates in the blood, remorse for not being attentive hurts, hating not understanding you hurts, wanting to see but unable to see
a song could harbor such malice, that every lyric could feel like
lyric strike directly at him, leaving no room
his
help but chuckle to
was too pitiful,
parting with Shen Xun, even lyrics
on his face made him feel utterly embarrassed, just too
opened the car door, crouched beside the vehicle, embraced his head, using the roaring wind
in the low visibility of the fierce
way it was. He was still the same
his heart had been so fragile that a single song could pierce it with a thousand
moment, within his line of sight,
was walking
That voice was calling
eyes tinged with weary bloodshot, gaze carrying a deep concern, "Are
Not okay.
Not okay at all.
I’m
song
of sadness,
heart was crying out these words, not a single one could
his voice hoarse yet his tone calm,
that it wouldn’t be so smooth, so fluent
seem slightly dubious to others, became extremely fluent, incredibly
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