Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

In the afternoon, Zhang Xingxing hummed a little tune as she took the letter from the mailbox downstairs of the apartment building, put it into the bag she was carrying in her hands, and walked up the stairs happily.

Today, I am so happy. I am rich and have a leisurely life. The life of a rich woman is so happy!

Zhang Xingxing's happiness came to an abrupt end the moment she opened the door. She fell silent when she saw someone sitting on the sofa with black air emanating from his body.

It’s broken. I was having so much fun that I forgot to bring this home.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Zhang? It seems like you had a lot of fun today and you don't want to go back home."

Zhang Xingxing thought about the magic show she saw today, the delicious food she ate, and the handsome performance artist on the street... She nodded subconsciously. She was having a great time. It felt like it was already afternoon without her having to go shopping. Alas~

Black Glasses looked at Zhang Xingxing, who seemed to agree with him completely and could not hear the sarcasm in his words at all, and he was so angry that he wanted to laugh. I told this guy in the morning that I would come back for lunch at noon, but he had been having fun and forgot everything!

See, he said that women become bad when they have money!

Zhang Xingxing, who had a straightforward face, of course also heard the sarcasm in Hei Yanjing'er's words, but she thought that Hei Yanjing was angry because she didn't take him with her when she was having fun, so she didn't take it seriously. Anyway, Hei Yanjing'er was easy to please and she had money.

"I'm sorry. I'll take you with me next time. I bought you a gift, Glasses, don't be angry."

After all this, we can only say that although the reason is wrong, the formula of apologizing and coaxing people is correct.

When Hei Yanjing heard the word "I'm sorry", the anger in his heart had almost dissipated. When he heard that Zhang Xingxing remembered to buy him a gift when she went out to play, little bubbles of happiness appeared in his heart.

Hehe, this kid still remembers him in his heart and remembers to buy him a gift~

Forget it, why not forgive her...

Here, Zhang Xingxing put some things in his hand on the table, found the sunglasses he bought to complete the order, and sat next to Hei Yanjing with a big bag, and happily handed the things to him with both hands.

"Gianzhe, this is a new pair of sunglasses I bought especially for you. This is the last one, out of print, and I managed to snatch it. I'm awesome, aren't I?"

Zhang Xingxing blinked her eyes and looked at him as if presenting a treasure, which made the man with black glasses look even more moved.

In fact, this is indeed an out-of-print pair of sunglasses, because the owner of the sunglasses said that there was a problem when making this model, and it is too dark, so it is a defective product and is being sold at a special price.

When Zhang Xingxing heard this, he felt that this was the perfect pair of sunglasses for Hei Yanzi, and he immediately decided to buy this defective product at half the price.

Black Glasses happily put on the "hard-earned" pair of sunglasses, and when he saw the pitch-black color, he was even happier. It was indeed specially made for him, and the black color was so unusual that it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it. If in the future, even if Zhang Xingxing's blood no longer worked on him, this pair of glasses would still be able to help him well.

The man with black glasses carefully took off his sunglasses, and the next second a black windbreaker blocked his eyes.

"Try it and see how it goes?"

"mine?"

Black Glasses pointed at the clothes in Zhang Xingxing's hand, a little bit unbelieving. For so many years, since his family was broken up, no one has bought him new clothes like Eji did, and cared about him like this.

"why?"

Black Glasses murmured. Zhang Xingxing threw the clothes into Black Glasses' hands and scratched her head when she heard his question. He had bought so many clothes for her, and she was just buying a piece of clothes for her good friend, why did she ask why?

"Isn't it my duty to be nice to my friends? You're so weird. It's almost autumn, and our ancestors said we should put on more clothes when the weather gets cold, so I bought it today when I saw it. Try it on now, and if it doesn't fit, the boss said you can ask him to adjust it. Just imagine the maple leaves falling down, and walking in the woods in a windbreaker, with the rustling sound of maple leaves under your feet, what a great atmosphere..."

Hearing this, the man with black glasses stood up and tried on the clothes. In fact, they were a bit big, but after he took them off, the corners of his mouth just raised slightly and he nodded reservedly.

"It's just right. Thank you, Zhang Xingxing."

There were no random names, no exaggerated smiles, and no gags. Zhang Xingxing looked at Hei Yanjing, who didn't seem to react much, but whose temperament suddenly became real. At this moment, she seemed to see the reserved and noble Xiao Qi when he was a child.

It turns out that it hasn't changed, it's just hidden...

"Want to eat?"

Zhang Xingxing, who was lost in thought, heard what Hei Yanjing said, touched her stomach and nodded impatiently. Although she had eaten a lot at noon, she seemed a little hungry again after shopping for most of the afternoon.

Black Glasses pressed Zhang Xingxing's head, and without saying anything, he got up and went to the kitchen to cook. Zhang Xingxing looked at his back, and although he spoke less, he seemed happier.

Is this a piece of clothing that works so well? She had given Black Glasses so much money before, but she never felt so comfortable as she does now.

Could it be that Black Glasses’ attributes are the same as those of the house-elf, one wants socks and the other wants clothes?

Zhang Xingxing complained in his heart, but then he thought about how he loved money, maybe he was more like Sniff? Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing was a little amused.

She remembered the letter in the bag, stood up and searched for it, and finally pulled it out. She sat back on the sofa and opened the letter impatiently. Gradually, her brows knitted together as she read the letter, and her eyes gradually became cold.