Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

The bad news is that she has not forgotten any of the memories of yesterday, including but not limited to the heroic deeds of forcibly kissing women, molesting handsome men, going crazy under the influence of alcohol, and catching beautiful women to sleep with her in bed.

The good news is that she no longer has to worry about losing face, because Zhang Xingxing had already lost all her face yesterday...

This is… what a bullshit! It's all information that makes her eyes go dark.

If she knew that this was the outcome, she would have wanted to travel back in time and strangle herself to death for trying to drink to boost her courage. To put it another way, if there was even the slightest possibility, she would have to dig out every sip of the drink even if she had to tear open her own throat.

She was not trying to build up her courage, she was just sending herself to a funeral.

But there is no time machine in the world, and no regret medicine. So Zhang Xingxing could only lie on the bed and cry helplessly while pinching the corner of the quilt. She had to think about how to turn the page on this matter.

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to take the initiative. Zhang Xingxing quietly got up, and finally found the gold bracelet that Er Yuehong had made for her after she was released from the place where she hid her private money. She wrote a note and put them together next to Sanniang. This was the most expensive thing she had saved.

Then he ran outside holding the clothes, thinking guiltily, why does this compensation look so much like prostitution money? He hoped Sanniang wouldn't be angry.

After putting on her clothes, she immediately went to her second brother to apologize, but found that the second master was not in the house. At that moment, she felt relieved.

When she was about to go out, she bumped into Wu Laogou who came to visit the Hong Mansion. Zhang Xingxing looked at the face in front of her and saw it overlap with her memory of yesterday. She was so embarrassed that her toes almost scratched the steps at the entrance of the Hong Mansion.

This was the handsome guy whom she had pinched and touched, and then abandoned. She didn't dare to move, and lowered her head guiltily, trying to keep a calm tone when talking to Wu Laogou.

"Hello, my master is not in the Hong Mansion right now. He went to the Pear Garden. If you need anything, you can find him there."

Very good, the tone is calm and steady, the narration is clear and concise, and it sounds very reliable. +1 for restoring image.

Just as Zhang Xingxing finished speaking and was about to slip away, a pair of hands grabbed her arm. She turned around and saw Wu Laogou staring at her and talking seriously.

"No, I came to find you."

Beep, beep, the alarm in Zhang Xingxing's mind began to sound wildly.

This wasn't a revenge, was he going to file a complaint against her, a lecher? Speaking of which, how many years would a hooligan be sentenced to? The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Zhang Xingxing was frowning. Was she really going to have to step on a sewing machine in the future?

Wu Laogou looked at Zhang Xingxing, whose face was filled with sorrow when she heard that he was looking for her, and thought that she was really like what Sanniang said yesterday, that she didn't want to pay attention to him at all and didn't remember anything. The sadness and anger in his heart surged up in his heart, and he couldn't help but get red in the eyes and shouted at the top of his voice.

"You! How can you be like this! Talking... uh uh uh..."

When Zhang Xingxing came to her senses, she realized how this sunny dog ​​had turned into a sad dog. No, she didn't say anything. Listening to Wu Laogou's accusations against her, she thought he was here to seek justice, so she was so scared that she immediately reached out to cover Wu Laogou's mouth and pulled him aside to comfort him.

"Remember, remember. I remember it clearly. I will give you whatever you want. Don't cry."

Zhang Xingxing was ready to spend money to avoid disaster, while Wu Laogou thought she had given in and admitted what she had said before, and was ready to coax him. So, he generously forgave this guy in his heart.

He thought that since they were together, they should do something that couples should do. After thinking for a long time, he finally chose the option of shopping, dating and buying things. If he bought something for the girl, she would be happy.

"Then let's go shopping and buy some things."

"Row."

Zhang Xingxing thought he meant for her to pay, so she could only touch her own piggy bank with dismay. Alas! She was going to bleed a lot.

After that, Zhang Xingxing and Wu Laogou went shopping in most of Changsha's streets and bought a lot of things. In the end, they couldn't carry any more and even hired a runner to send the things back.

Suddenly, Zhang Xingxing saw a young man with a knife on his back, standing in front of an old man selling candied haws with his back to her, looking dazed. He seemed to want some, but he just looked at them but didn't buy them, and finally stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Xingxing looked at the thin figure and had a strong feeling in his heart that he was very important.

So Zhang Xingxing followed his own wishes, bought a string of candied haws, and ran along to catch the young man.

However, when the young man turned around, looking at the ordinary face in front of him, which could not be more ordinary, it could be said that he could not be found even if he was thrown into a crowd of people. Zhang Xingxing couldn't tell what he felt, but he felt a little discouraged.

"Well, my friend and I saw you staring at that candied haws stall for a long time without buying anything, so we decided to treat you to a taste of this candied haws."

Zhang Xingxing said, indicating that the unhappy Gou Wuye standing next to the old man was her friend. Then she saw the young man took the candied haws after listening, and then handed her a small piece of silver as a thank you.

Well, looking at the foolish look of the rich young man, he must be a rich second-generation.

Zhang Xingxing, who felt she had figured it out, saw the young man turning around and leaving after giving the money. For some reason, she still asked a question.