Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Time passed by unknowingly. Finally, after the conversation, the few people were ready to leave. Zhang Xingxing, who had been honest, stayed beside Er Yuehong the whole time, acting as a background board in a serious manner. Under this vague attention, Zhang Xingxing remained calm and just followed Er Yuehong quietly.

Finally, when she followed the Second Master in a car and left the Zhang Mansion, going farther and farther away and disappearing from everyone's sight, Zhang Xingxing breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed her stiff back.

Er Yuehong, who was sitting next to him, glanced to the side and saw Zhang Xingxing's relieved look. He couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, thinking that this look was really unbearable to look at.

He stretched out his hand helplessly and gently tapped Zhang Xingxing's smooth forehead, with a look of not knowing whether to laugh or cry on his face, and then he slowly said, "You..."

At this moment, Er Yuehong's gaze happened to fall on Zhang Xingxing's cloud-like hair, and saw that one of the extremely delicate golden butterfly hairpins had become a little crooked at some point.

So, he subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to straighten the hairpin. However, just as his fingers were about to touch the hairpin, Zhang Xingxing seemed to notice something strange, and wanted to turn around to see what was going on.

Er Yuehong was quick to hold Zhang Xingxing's head with both hands and said softly, "It's okay."

When Zhang Xingxing heard this voice that was so close and gentle, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart and she tightly held the box of gold jewelry that Huo Sanniang had given her.

So... so close...

So, she unconsciously wanted to lean back, but at this moment, she heard Er Yuehong say "OK" and praised her for being beautiful. She touched the hairpin on her head with one hand in a daze. Was he praising her or the hairpin? Zhang Xingxing couldn't figure it out. She hummed twice and subconsciously said "thank you".

Er Yuehong slowly withdrew his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile. That smile was as gentle and soft as spring water, and it slowly seemed to melt people. Then, he gently turned his head, the movement was elegant and natural, and his eyes were level again and looked forward.

Then the tense atmosphere in the car gradually eased, slowly returning to the calm and peaceful state before. The scenery outside the car window continued to change, and the sunlight shone through the car window onto the seat, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

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In the dead of night, the Red Mansion, gently wrapped in the moonlight, quietly lies dormant under the moonlight. The moonlight is as soft as water, like a layer of gauze, gently wrapping the entire mansion, making this already magnificent building even more mysterious and hazy.

The big red lanterns hanging high on both sides of the gate swayed slowly in the cold wind. The red candlelight shone through the lantern paper and projected onto the vermilion gate, forming patches of dim and warm halos.

At this quiet moment, a black figure flashed silently from the darkness like a ghost. He was as light as a swallow, and after a few jumps, he landed steadily on the towering stone wall outside the Red Mansion. The cold stone wall exuded a hint of chill, but the black figure seemed not to feel it, just lying there quietly, looking at the layout of the Red Mansion with a pair of deep eyes, looking for the courtyard where Zhang Xingxing lived.

Finally, his eyes fell on a place in the Hong Mansion. He pursed his lips slightly, and a voice came from the bottom of his heart.

found it.