Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Zhang Xingxing walked with her short legs, ready to look for her poor deskmate. When she stepped out of the gate of the Fourth Elders' Courtyard, she met someone she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Asan, long time no see. Are you here to see the Fourth Elder?" Zhang Xingxing greeted him happily.

"Well, if I'm not here to see the elder, then am I here to see you?" Asan, who I haven't seen for a long time, still has a proud face.

"Hehe, it's not impossible. I would definitely welcome you if you come."

Zhang Xingxing hugged Ah San excitedly. Ah San had a lot to say. He had changed a lot in the past two months. He wanted to tell her. But the moment he hugged her, he suddenly felt that nothing mattered.

Asan put down his arms, let Zhang Xingxing stand up, touched her head, and rarely did he tease her verbally, but instead said something.

"Just wait a little longer, it won't be long."

"Okay."

Zhang Xingxing nodded in confusion. He really couldn't understand the mental state of his third brother. He kept waiting without saying anything. His mental state was perfect for acting in the drama "Waiting for Godot".

Ah San then let Zhang Xingxing go and he also walked into the fourth elder's room.

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Zhang Xingxing's joy at meeting her good friend did not last long because she couldn't find Brother Zhang.

Zhang Xingxing was sitting in the yard of Zhang Jing and Xiaoge. Zhang Jing could not get the position of clan leader, so she chose to fight to the death. After the news that the Holy Infant was fake was revealed, she took the opportunity to escape. But Xiaoge Zhang, who did not come to class today, was not in the room either. I don't know where he ran off to.

Zhang Xingxing couldn't find anyone anywhere, so he ran to many places and finally saw the silent figure in the bamboo forest.

The wind in early spring still has a chill. The air is filled with the fragrance of bamboo and the smell of soil. The bright sunshine is warm on people, but it is so bright that people can't open their eyes. It is a warm and beautiful scene, but Zhang Xingxing feels uncomfortable.

The sun is so annoying today!

Zhang Xingxing thought bitterly. She wanted to comfort the little brother, and tried to bend her eyes, trying to smile and talk to the little brother as before, but the moment her voice came out of her throat, it was trembling with tears.

When the young man heard the sound, he looked over and saw Zhang Xingxing crying and hugging him, burying his head in his chest. He was clearly the victim, but Zhang Xingxing's crying was more genuine than his.

"Wuuu... Deskmate. Don't be sad. Even if you are not a 3,000-year-old baby, you are still my deskmate. I will always recognize you. Wuuuu, you are so miserable. Zhang Jing is a bad old man. He kidnaps children and is a human trafficker. Wuuuu, call the police to arrest him..."

The little brother couldn't understand what Zhang Xingxing said incoherently. He didn't quite understand what a mortal was and who he should hold tightly.

But the young man thought about it and hugged Zhang Xingxing tightly. At this moment, the obscure emotions in his heart seemed to be exposed to the sun, making him feel warm.

Originally, Zhang Xingxing was the one who came to comfort the young man, but now the roles were reversed. The young man patted Zhang Xingxing's back and tried to comfort her. He touched her hair and wiped the sweat from her face, with a gentle look on his face.

"I'm fine, Xingxing. I just can't accept it for a while. It will be fine in a few days. Don't cry, okay? Master...he...he is not a bad person. He just doesn't love me that much. I know, everything will pass."

"Yes, he is not your parent, so he must be mean to you. Your father and mother must love you very much, and so do I."

Zhang Xingxing, who was originally crying, was touched by the young man's gentleness. She blushed and murmured a little embarrassedly.

When the young man heard her words, he asked out loud with some confusion.

"Really? Do my parents love me? But I haven't even met my mother, will she love me too?"

"Of course, mother loves children the most. If your mother were here, she would definitely not let your master bully you like this."

Zhang Xingxing nodded firmly. No matter what the reality is, a child like him would definitely be loved by his mothers in modern times. She imagined a group of people shouting to the little brother, "Mom loves you, baby." Her eyes were about to bloom with laughter, and she nodded with great confidence.

The young man looked at Zhang Xingxing's confidence and he had a different expectation for his parents. Maybe, he is also a child who is loved by his parents.

"Thank you, Star."

The young man smiled for once, very gently. The gloom between his eyebrows was washed away, like a beautiful red flower blooming on a snowy mountain, cool and stunning. In the dark eyes that belonged to the Zhang family, there was a gentle warmth, bright and deep. The handsome face next to her whispered his gratitude.

Zhang Xingxing was stunned, and a sentence popped out of his mind uncontrollably. "Damn, a honey trap."