Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

She thinks about it, she dreams about it!

This time Zhang Xingxing did not struggle anymore. She followed the Painted Skin Ghost to the side of the meteorite. When she got close to the meteorite, an incredible scene appeared before her eyes - the surface of the meteorite showed a silent image.

In the video, Zhang Xingxing clearly saw her college roommate at a lively comic convention. Her roommate was excited and held her phone tightly in her hand, eager to collect stamps with her favorite cosplay teacher. The cosplay teacher was wearing a gorgeous Tibetan robe, with an upright and handsome figure, and was about to take a photo with her roommate.

Seeing this, Zhang Xingxing was immediately filled with jealousy, almost going crazy. She could no longer control her emotions and couldn't help but yell at the top of her lungs: "Let that guy go! Let me do it!!"

However, the moment she shouted, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Wait, why is that person a little brother? Then who is the little brother she met when she traveled here?

This discovery was like a thunderbolt for Zhang Xingxing, and her mind was instantly in chaos. Countless questions came to her mind, why did she think that the cosplay teacher was a little brother? The more she thought about it, the more Zhang Xingxing felt a splitting headache, as if her whole head was about to explode.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded softly in her ears, like someone whispering. The voice seemed to have some kind of magic, repeating one sentence over and over again: "Don't think about it... Don't think about it..." Gradually, Zhang Xingxing's originally tense nerves began to relax, and she couldn't help but follow the voice and chant: "It's okay if you don't think about it... It's okay if you don't think about it..." As she chanted, her thoughts gradually became unclear, and the whole person seemed to fall into a chaotic and hazy state.

Suddenly, she saw her college roommate take out a tablet from her bag and say something to her favorite teacher with a smile. Then she saw the teacher's face full of shock, then she covered her mouth with her hands, smiled and nodded, then bent down slightly and made a heart shape with the tablet.

Zhang Xingxing: What is this operation???

Zhang Xingxing, who was full of confusion, leaned forward again. When she finally saw the picture displayed on the tablet clearly, she felt like being struck by lightning. Tears burst out like a flood. In an instant, she burst into tears and her defenses were completely broken.

On the tablet, I saw her with uneven bangs that looked like they were chewed by a dog. After the first cosplay with her good roommate, she came back and asked to take a photo to commemorate their first collaboration while eating in the cafeteria. In the photo, there was still some cream on her cheeks that her roommate had smeared on her. At that time, she was sitting on the left with a shy smile on her face, and she used the new heart gesture she learned today to make a heart shape with her roommate, so this photo, which can be called "black history", was left.

Zhang Xingxing stretched out her hand slowly with tears in her eyes, and a bewitching voice came to her ears, "Are you touched? Do you want to go back? It's a pity that you can't even touch them now..." The other bewitching 'Zhang Xingxing' was about to say something tempting when she saw Zhang Xingxing with red and tearful eyes silently raised a middle finger to the scene in the meteorite and uttered a sentence with sobs.

"Damn you, you really chose from so many photos, and picked the ugliest one to hold up as a stamp collection with my favorite teacher! Woohoo, I curse that your price will go up, and your hairline will get higher and higher!!! Woohoo, what a handsome teacher..."

'Zhang Xingxing': ...What kind of strange complex human emotion is this?

"You can't touch them..."

Zhang Xingxing wanted to continue what she had just said, but she was interrupted by another Zhang Xingxing, whose eyes were red with tears falling like beads from a broken string. This Zhang Xingxing stared at the guy who looked exactly like her with an angry look on her face. She snapped her knuckles and grabbed the collar of the ghost with the same face as her, saying viciously, "Damn it, what kind of ghost are you? You are talking to yourself here. If I can't touch them, can I touch you?"

After saying that, he punched the opponent's eye socket hard as if with divine help.