Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Then, Zhang Xingxing slowly sat down, and the place where she sat was exactly the waist of the "Zhang Xingxing" who had been beaten and swollen and looked miserable. Zhang Xingxing looked melancholy, it turned out that this was how it felt to sit on her own waist.

She gently reached into the pocket of her black windbreaker, fumbled for a while, and finally took out a bag of colorful candies. Under the dim light, the candies sparkled with alluring light, like alluring gems.

Zhang Xingxing casually tore open the bag, took out a candy and put it in her mouth. With a crisp "crunch" sound, she began to chew it carelessly. The sweet taste instantly spread in her mouth, but it didn't seem to dispel the haze in her heart.

At the same time, she never looked away from the image in front of her. Her cute roommate was lazily leaning at the end of a corridor on the roof of the exhibition hall where few people went. The location was remote and quiet, as if it was isolated from the bustling crowd downstairs. Next to the open window, there was a beer can quietly placed. It might have been full before, but now it was empty.

The cute roommate held an exquisite lady's cigarette between her slender fingers, and the cigarette butt was flashing a faint red light. As she took a puff of the cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke, clouds of white smoke rose up. The hazy smoke slowly spread in the air like a veil, gradually blurring her originally clear face. Looking through this thin layer of smoke, one could only vaguely see her bright big eyes and slightly upturned mouth corners, which made her look inexplicably lonely and sad.

Zhang Xingxing frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise and confusion surged in her heart. Because before this, she had never seen her roommate smoking in school. However, today, the scene in front of her shocked her greatly. From her roommate's skillful movements, it was obvious that this was not her first time to smoke.

At this moment, Zhang Xingxing couldn't help but sigh. It seems that being a social animal is still difficult in her heart. This illusion is quite good. She also understands the social pressure of modern people and can upgrade herself according to her imagination. But...

"Hey, can you change the scene of this fantasy? No matter how fake it is, it should satisfy the person involved." Zhang Xingxing curled her lips, smoking, drinking, and maybe she was going to get her hair permed. Unfortunately, the plot was not as abstract as Zhang Xingxing thought.

Then, she saw her roommate took out her phone and clicked on her WeChat account to say something to her. Zhang Xingxing looked at the rows of voice messages and didn't know what her roommate had said to her before, but at this moment she clearly understood her roommate's last sentence.

"I'm sorry, if I had known... I miss you so much, please come back soon..."

At this moment, a dull and slightly strange sound came from under her, floating in the air, making people shudder. "Fake? How can you be sure that these are all fake?"

Zhang Xingxing:!!!

Zhang Xingxing's eyes widened when she heard that. She jumped up and leaned forward, eager to reach out and touch the mysterious meteorite. Then she heard Zhang Xingxing say with a malicious smile: "No, as long as your hand touches it, they will disappear."

But at this moment, Zhang Xingxing was no longer willing to listen to the warning. She had only one thought in her mind: this meteorite might be the key to her returning home!

Zhang Xingxing reached out her hand and touched it in disbelief. The moment her fingertips lightly touched the surface of the meteorite, an astonishing scene happened - the meteorite, which was originally emitting a strange light and seemed to show some kind of image on it, suddenly became dim, and those originally clearly visible images slowly dissipated without a trace like smoke.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Zhang Xingxing's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and she panicked to the extreme in an instant. She stared blankly at her hands, completely at a loss, and her throat could not make a sound, as if she had lost the ability to speak.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and turned around as if waking up from a dream, wanting to ask that strange "self" what to do. But when her eyes fell on the other person again, she was horrified to find that the ghost thing that looked exactly like her was also gradually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"No! You won't disappear, you are a boss, you are not allowed to disappear... Quick, tell me how to get them out, I want to go home! I want to go home!!! Please..."

Zhang Xingxing's hoarse voice changed from disbelief to pleading. The seemingly illusory and looming "Zhang Xingxing" actually showed an extremely weird smile on his face. The smile seemed to come from the Netherworld, which made people shudder. Along with this creepy laugh, "Zhang Xingxing" said in a gloomy tone like a curse: "Look, what you want will disappear in the end, and you can't go back..."

Before he could finish his words, the whole person turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared in front of Zhang Xingxing's eyes.

The grief-stricken Zhang Xingxing fell down beside the meteorite like a madman, and kept muttering "Go home, I have to go home." At that moment, Zhang Xingxing was possessed by something and thought of the things she had seen about traveling through time and space after death. She took out a gun from her pocket, thought for three seconds, and then gave up.

The reason is simple. It seems that modern people do not travel through time due to gunshot wounds. Most of them travel through time due to car accidents where their heads are hit. This rate is relatively high. So she silently looked at the meteorite and rushed forward with all her strength.

Hmm? It doesn't seem very hard.

Is she so stubborn?

Although it didn't hurt much, Zhang Xingxing still felt dizzy from the impact, and his head felt like there were stars of different lengths in his mind.

"Xingxing! Wake up...Zhang Xingxing!"

The deep and magnetic voices seemed to come from a distant place, passing through the mist of time and space. Each voice struck her heartstrings like a heavy hammer, leaving behind a resounding sound.