The first goddess of pride

"He will love me the way he lives, no matter how difficult and painful it is to live, he will live for me..." Mu Xianning no longer looked at Mingyan, but looked at Jun Ruoshui obsessively, touching her affectionately his cheeks.

Tears no longer flowed, she just looked at him with blurred eyes, extremely beautiful.

"Shui, I said, where are you going, where am I going, if you really want to leave, then I will go with you... Our love can surpass life and death, right. Death is nothing..." She murmured and called...

But the person in the darkness couldn't find his way.

Is he dead...he doesn't know...he only knows that his body is heavy, but if he backs up, turns around and runs away, it's really easy...

He really wants to back off, really feels tired, really doesn't want to work hard, hold on...

"Where are you, where am I..."

Who is talking, why does his heart hurt so much?

He froze in place, not knowing where to go, wanted to give up, wanted to find relaxation, but couldn't let go of the call.

"Shui'er, you shouldn't be here, you should go back..."

Suddenly, a kind voice sounded beside Jun Ruoshui...

Jun Ruoshui was taken aback for a moment, but when she turned around suddenly, she found a familiar face, wearing blue armor, and the same blue eyes as him, but her hair was long, and there were two strands of gray hair between the temples.

That man was his father, Jun Haonan, who had been dead for many years.

"Father?" Jun Ruoshui stared at the stalwart figure, and couldn't help but tremble. Is he really dead...Even my father saw it...Why is my heart so uncomfortable...It seems that something slowly became clear, That was his strong reluctance... He seemed to have forgotten something...

"Shui'er, dying for someone often shows his love, but if you can overcome death for someone, this kind of love is stronger than guarding with death... My love for you has not surpassed death , but I don't want my son to be a weak person like me..." Jun Haonan stood standing opposite Jun Ruoshui, his eyes were hale and hearty, and every word sonorously punched Jun Ruoshui's heart, shaking his will.

"The strong..." Jun Ruoshui couldn't help staring at his palm.

He said coldly, after the death of his sister, he no longer has feelings for anyone, what can make him a strong man who can defeat death...

"Water, come back...my baby and I are waiting for you..."

A cry pierced into his heart, causing him to feel a sharp pain...

Baby, his child?

"You have someone you love, and she loves you very much. Both she and the child need you. You must protect them well. Even if life is tiring...don't act like a father...because you are truly strong ..." Jun Haonan's words gradually faded.

Jun Ruoshui raised his head, and Jun Haonan's figure became farther and farther away...

"Father..." Watching his father's figure get farther and farther away, Jun Ruo subconsciously wants to chase...

How many years... After he lost his father, he only lived for his younger sister. When he lost his younger sister, he completely lost the will to live. Every day he lived was like a walking dead, meaningless.

To be alive is a kind of pain, a kind of torture for him...