Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

After being punished with dozens of strokes, the two walked side by side on the way back. Zhang Xingxing's eyes were filled with tears, and she carefully raised her red palm, as if that hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds. She sobbed from time to time, and looked very pitiful. However, in sharp contrast to her was Ah San. The guy who was punished the most, at this moment, acted like nothing happened, accompanying Zhang Xingxing.

Hearing the hissing cries of pain, Asan couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhang Xingxing, whose eyes were red and her face was full of grievance. There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and she asked softly, "Does it hurt a lot?" Hearing this, Zhang Xingxing originally wanted to blurt out "Of course it hurts!" But when she looked up and saw Asan's expressionless face, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of punishment, the complaints that were about to come to her lips were instantly swallowed back.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xingxing slowly raised her head and her eyes fell on Ah San's hand. She gently held Ah San's hand and examined it carefully. After taking a look, she was stunned - she saw that Ah San's hand joints were not only slightly broken, but also slightly red and swollen, obviously he was also seriously injured. Zhang Xingxing's heart suddenly tightened, her eyes were full of heartache, and she couldn't help but ask: "Doesn't it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt." Ah San's tone seemed a little stiff and unaccustomed. He tried to pull his hand back, but Zhang Xingxing held his wrist tightly and raised it in front of her. She blew gently on the wound, her eyes full of heartache and blame, and she muttered: "How can it not hurt? Your hand is injured like this, it's much more serious than mine!"

"It's okay, this is different from before..." Ah San felt warm in his heart. He wanted to comfort Zhang Xingxing, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly stopped the unspoken words. Despite this, the clever Zhang Xingxing still guessed Ah San's meaning from the unfinished words. It was because he had suffered more serious injuries that these minor injuries were not worth mentioning, right?

Just as Zhang Xingxing realized this, a terrifying scene suddenly flashed in her mind - it was the shocking bullet hole on Ah San's forehead when he passed away. That scene was like a deep scar, forever imprinted in Zhang Xingxing's memory. Her heart ached and her eyes became wet.

"Why do you want to stand up?" Zhang Xingxing slowly lowered her head. Her originally pretty face was now shrouded in shadow, and her specific expression could not be seen clearly, but from her slightly hoarse voice, one could feel her inner struggle.

"I know you don't like it here, Xingxing, you don't belong to the Zhang family."

This sentence hit Zhang Xingxing's heart like a heavy hammer. Zhang Xingxing fell silent, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. The air around him also became unusually heavy.

Zhang Xingxing: So he opposed the Fourth Elder because she didn’t like the Zhang family?

After a long silence, Ah San was somewhat at a loss. Then, Zhang Xingxing held Ah San's wrist and said seriously, "Brother San, let's leave. Let's leave the Zhang family together."

"it is good."

Zhang Xingxing, who had thought that he would have to spend a lot of time and effort to persuade Ah San to leave with him, was stunned when he heard the other party's straightforward agreement. Ah San's mouth corners slightly raised, forming a beautiful arc, and his eyebrows also slightly raised. He looked very high-spirited. He said fearlessly and arrogantly: "Why, you don't believe it? Didn't we agree on it at the beginning?"

Zhang Xingxing heard this and blinked a few times, nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled brilliantly, with her eyes curved into crescent shapes. She looked particularly happy and replied, "Okay, I'll take you away."

When Asan safely sent Zhang Xingxing back to her yard, he could see from a distance the head of the family standing quietly under a big tree in the yard, silently gazing at the distant sky. His lonely and desolate figure blended into the surrounding environment, and his loneliness and tranquility added a bit of artistic conception to this ordinary scenery.

He turned around upon hearing the voice, and his handsome face immediately appeared before everyone's eyes, like a fairy walking out of a painting. His handsome features added a bit of color to this seemingly ordinary picture, making it as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

"You're back."

Ah San:!!!

Is the Beauty Trap back again?