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

Chapter 585: Chapter 585

| 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.

| had drawn a clear line between myself and my family. Every achievement was hard-earned, but | 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 | was a pitiable thief, | should have silently exited the stage before the sunlight could reach me.

| 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

becso 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.

So Su Zhe pulled over with his hazard lights flashing,

parking the car on the side of the road.

Watching the windshield wipers sway in front of him, seeing the flashing lights in the dark night, hearing the

ticking of the hazard lights, listening to the nighttrastation.

In such a moment, comes the delivery of a heart-shattering song.

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A song that, though not overly clichéd, was well known.

The Pain of Breathing.

Every single lyric landed like a stab.

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

Humming the songs you loved hurts, reading your letters hurts, even silence hurts.

Regret 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 hurts the most.

Before he parted with Shen Xun, Su Zhe didn’t realize that a song could harbor such malice, that every lyric

could feel like a stab.

How could each lyric strike directly at him, leaving no room to breathe?

He found it somewhat amusing, raising his hand to his forehead, deeming it absurd.

"Oh my God." He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, then tears began to fall.

It was too pitiful, too embarrassing.

It turned out that after parting with Shen Xun, even lyrics had becmalicious.

The tears on his face made him feel utterly embarrassed, just too embarrassed.

That 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 cries.

Veiling his frailty in the low visibility of the fierce storm.

Then everything went back to normal, as if nothing had changed, as if everything had reverted back to the way

it was. He was still the sSu Zhe, the excellent one, who didn’t need others to worry about him.

Only he knew that on that rainy night, his heart had been so fragile that a single song could pierce it with a

thousand holes.

And at this moment, within his line of sight, from clarity to blur, from far to near.

That figure was walking towards him.

"Zhe." That voice was calling him.

"Are you okay?" Those eyes were looking at him, eyes tinged with weary bloodshot, gaze carrying a deep

concern, "Are you okay?"

Not okay.

Not okay at all.

Without you, I'm tired every day.

Listening to a song almost kills me.

I'm almost dying of sadness, not okay at all.

Though his heart was crying out these words, not a single one could be spoken.

Su Zhe nodded, his voice hoarse yet his tone calm, "I'm okay."

The composure practiced countless times, the calm feigned before everyone. He had thought that it wouldn't be

so smooth, so fluent in front of this main character.

Yet, to his surprise, this feigned calmness, which might seem slightly dubious to others, becextremely

fluent, incredibly smooth in front of this main character.

Even Su Zhe felt he was extremely impressive, so he nodded again and repeated, "I'm okay, nothing's wrong."

Honestly, wouldn't anyone be somewhat convinced by his expression and tone? Su Zhe thought.

But Shen Xun frowned at him, not believing a word.

He asked, "Do you know how thin you've become?"

Su Zhe blinked calmly, having thought that seeing this person again would fill his eyes with tears. But there were

none. Right now, his eyes were even a bit dry from just waking up.

He reached into his pocket and took out seye drops.

Saying, "I've always been thin, it's fine."

Shen Xun took the eye drops from his hand and unscrewed the cap, his movements very natural.

And just like countless times before, Su Zhe naturally lifted his head, letting him apply the eye drops to each

eye.

After finishing, there was ssilence between them.

"Thank you," said Su Zhe, as he took the eye drops back from him and put them in his pocket, adding, "Thank

you for making the trip specially."

Shen Xun frowned at him, saying nothing.

He just watched Su Zhe quietly, that

kind of look making Su Zhe feel

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"We've been friends, after all, haven't we?" said Shen Xun.

Su Zhe paused, then nodded.

Shen Xun said, "Yet | had to go around asking, finally getting this news from Qiao Li."

Su Zhe pursed his lips, thought for a

moment, before giving a response,

"Because, after al. yes grandfather

vas cepa: birthday, and

here we have a funeral. | was worried

about the clash, the elders... they all

believe in these things. So... it might

be better for you to go back early."

He had tried his hardest to give the most reasonable explanation.

Yet after hearing this, Shen Xun seemed to believe not a single word, he asked, "Is that so? Look into my eyes

and say it again."