Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

"When you decided to save me, was it because of the guilt in your heart? Or was it because...in fact...you couldn't let me go a little bit?"

"The tenderness that was only given to you alone, do you, occasionally... remember a little bit?"

"Obviously I have made the best arrangements, why did you save me in the end?"

"Do you think that if you remove the curse, I will be able to fall in love with other women?"

"Do you think that if you save me, we can really break up?"

"Tell me, how should I walk alone?"

"Can you, take me with you..."

"In the next life, can you let me meet you first?"

"At that time, can you...just like me?"

But his throat seemed to be tightly choked, his deep eyes turned crimson red in anxiety, and he couldn't make a sound, tears of regret flowed out of his eyes silently, and he couldn't speak. It hurts the most, and I can't suppress it no matter what.

The painful expression, coupled with a few white hairs on the sideburns, made him seem to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

In an instant, there was only desolation and sadness in the air.

This is Nangong Jing who Jian Junxi has never seen before. Her heart feels like a huge hole has been dug out. The cold wind pours in mercilessly, and the pain doesn't know where it came from, but it reaches every corner of her body in an instant, her eyes are red, and the mist is hazy...

Those memories that she deliberately didn't want to think about, all came to mind, like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, piercing and scratching from the outside to the inside, making her feel pain everywhere...

This pain, how to describe it?
It's like someone tore off the human skin outside the body, then exposed the body in the sun, and finally threw the person into the darkest and coldest hell, leaving only the cold, scars, and blood all over the ground. Dripping, bruised body.

The mutilated heart never stopped dying, and the continuous pain was stuck in the heart. There was no reason to be strong anymore, and the eye sockets were flushed with anxiety, but they still couldn't squeeze out half a tear.

Nangong Jing seemed to have accepted it completely, her eyes were dazed and sad, she looked at her indescribably beautiful face, she put a gentle kiss on her lips, and two tears fell on her face.

Gently caressing her white hair, he suddenly hugged her, like a lone boat swaying on the sea, hit by strong winds and waves, crumbling, sad every step of the way...

Unable to see the socket on the ground, he tripped over his foot. In order not to hurt her, when he fell down, he subconsciously turned around and held her tightly in his arms.

Jian Junxi instinctively stretched out her hand to help him, but her soul directly passed through his body, and in the end, she only heard a loud "bang".

Turning around in surprise, I saw myself lying on his body. The peaceful lake of my heart was like throwing countless boulders into it, causing huge waves...

Her heart throbbed with pain, as if someone was cutting her with a knife, and the pain from the depths of her soul struck violently like an ant gnawed at her bone, instantly devouring all her sanity.

Nangong Jing buried her head deep into her neck, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, tears resurgent, like a river rushing after the rain, flooding, interpreting his hopelessness.

I can't figure it out, why did fate make such an arrangement?

Jian Junxi's clenched fists kept trembling, the sadness in his eyes was like broken fleeting years, the suppressed floating ice tended to collapse...

Nangong Jing hugged her and stood up, and staggered forward again. The goal was very clear, it seemed to be... a swimming pool!