Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

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

on the

of him, seeing the flashing lights in the dark night, hearing

comes the delivery of a heart-shattering

not overly clichéd,

The Pain of Breathing.

lyric landed

is the pain that breathes, it lives in every corner of my

loved hurts, reading your letters hurts, even silence

is the pain 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

Xun, Su Zhe didn’t realize that a song could harbor such malice, that every lyric could feel like

directly at him, leaving no room

it somewhat amusing, raising his hand to his forehead,

help but chuckle to

was too

after parting with Shen Xun, even lyrics

him feel utterly

rainy night, he opened the car door, crouched beside the vehicle, embraced his head, using the roaring wind and rain to mask his own wailing

frailty in the low visibility of

nothing had changed, as if everything had reverted back to the way it was. He was still the

had been so

this moment, within his line of sight, from clarity to

was

voice was calling

okay?" Those eyes were looking at him, eyes tinged with weary bloodshot,

Not okay.

Not okay at all.

I’m tired

a song almost

sadness, not okay

out these words, not a single

nodded, his voice hoarse yet his

the calm feigned before everyone. He had thought that it wouldn’t be so smooth, so fluent in front

slightly dubious to