Tomb Raiders Notes: If Innocence Had a Brother

Along the way, Wu Xie worshiped as a lama. Looking at his tanned skin and increasingly calm eyes, I didn't know what he was going to do, but there was always a lingering haze in my heart.

As he got closer to his destination, Wang Meng smoked cigarettes one after another.

And I suffer from altitude sickness. More often than not, I don’t know whether I fell asleep or fell into a coma.

When parking the car to replenish supplies, Wu Xie continued to worship like a pilgrim. Tibetans passing by would salute him, and Wu Xie would nod in return.

"Are you still planning to go in alone?" Wang Meng asked after finishing the supplies.

Wu Xie nodded.

"But isn't the road broken?" Wang Meng said, "When we came out, that place was already in disarray."

"It's just a difficult road ahead of me. Do you know what kind of situation other people are facing?" Wu Xie said: "To bring up this kind of difficulty is to underestimate the determination of this matter."

There was an emotion in Wu Xie's eyes that I couldn't understand, which shattered the previous calmness and made me feel cold all over. Then he took a deep breath and looked out the window at the plateau.

"Boss!" Wang Meng spoke urgently.

Wu Xie sat up straight and saw that Wang Meng was a little nervous. He kept staring at the rearview mirror.

Wu Xie lit a cigarette, and when I smelled the smoke, I opened my eyes. Following Wu Xie's gaze, he saw four or five Grand Cherokees following behind him. I looked ahead and found that we were trapped in the middle of a convoy of Grand Cherokees.

"How did you drive?" Wu Xie frowned and cursed.

"Suddenly came up and surrounded us."

"It's very difficult to outflank a car on this kind of mountainous road. You just called me now, which means you lost track of where you went while driving." Wu Xie finished his cigarette in a few puffs and looked at the GPS, "Next A sharp turn when.”

"A little over a kilometer."

"180 yards, put on the bag and open the sunroof."

"Is it really necessary to do this?" Wang Meng asked.

"We want others to see the attitude we use to fight against them." Wu Xie replied.

After listening to the conversation between the two, I was stunned. This time he actually said "attitude". Not for the "puzzle," not for the "struggle," not even for the "truth."

Before I could think about it carefully, Wang Meng stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out. Due to the inertia, the back of my head hit the seat hard, and stars suddenly appeared in my eyes.

I struggled to sit up from my seat, covering my head with one hand and searching for the seat belt with the other.

"Don't wear your seat belt!" The wind blew in through the sunroof, and Wu Xie saw my movements in the rearview mirror and shouted. "The car will roll over in a while and you will be trapped and die in the car."

My hand holding the seat belt was loose or tight. The whole person felt like he was riding a bumper car, jumping up and down in the back seat of the car, his stomach was churning, and even the altitude sickness was suppressed.

"Fuck, Wang Meng stopped the car, and the labor and management went to kill them."

Wang Meng swallowed her saliva when she saw me who was already planning to climb out of the car window and kill someone, but without Wu Xie's words, he could never slow down the car.

Wu Xie reached out from the passenger side and pulled me into the car.

"Keep driving and spit out two hundred dollars in the car."

The convoy slowly passed us one by one and left us. It seemed like a false alarm.

Even though Wu Xie had thought of various possible plans, he could not avoid a head-on confrontation with them. But after the car slowly drove away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Meng drove fast, and Wu Xie lit another cigarette to ask him to slow down.

Wang Meng slowed down slowly, with cold sweat all over his head. "Can I resign if I want to?"

"We'll talk about it after you take me to my destination." Wu Xie blew out the last puff of smoke and took off his backpack. The sunroof was closed. He pulled me back and vomited outside the car. "Two hundred yuan, cash or credit card or WeChat Alipay?"

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Jie took the water handed over by Wu Xie and rinsed his mouth. He woke up his nose and felt very aggrieved: "I didn't throw up in the car."

"You didn't vomit in the car, but it was already smelling good." Wang Meng said as she closed the rear window.

The bumps seemed to play some mysterious role, and my altitude sickness began to subside. Only then did I have the energy to look at the scenery along the way.

The terrain outside the window gradually became undulating, and more and more hills appeared. At this time, Wu Xie in the passenger seat had already fallen asleep.

The car stopped and Wu Xie woke up. He touched his pocket for a cigarette, but it was already empty.

The car stopped at the mountain pass. A young lama was holding two ponies and waiting at the entrance of a canteen at the mountain pass.

Looking behind the little lama, I saw that driving was not allowed on the next road, so I had to ride a pony in.

"Boss, I will miss you." Wang Meng said. The long drive left him sluggish and tired, with a certain fear on his face.

Wu Xie handed him an envelope: "This is your remaining salary and bonuses over the past few years. You have been fired. After you go back, close the door and find a more reliable job."

Judging by the thickness of the envelope, you could tell that there would be a lot of money inside. Wang Meng's hands were shaking when she took the envelope.

"I thought all your salary had been deducted a long time ago." I reached out and pinched the envelope. Wang Meng protected the envelope in her arms like a dog guarding food.

"The car is for you. Boss, don't play games all the time, you know? Just go back. I'm afraid I'll still hesitate while you're here." Wu Xie took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with his clothes.

"Got it." Wang Meng put away the envelope and replied looking at the steering wheel.

Wu Xie opened the door and got out of the car, patting the lama robe on his body. He didn't bring anything with him except these clothes and this pair of glasses.

"You know what the heck!" I slapped Wang Meng on the back of the head, and he hit his forehead on the steering wheel. The harsh sound of the car horn frightened Wu Xie and the little lama.

"The shop will be open as usual when I return to Hangzhou. I'll wait for the mistress to return. Do you understand? If anything goes wrong in the middle, your salary will be deducted."

After saying that, I jumped out of the car and ran in the direction of Wu Xie.

When I arrived, the little lama was leading the pony in front of Wu Xie. The sound of Wang Meng reversing the car came from behind. Wu Xie watched the car gradually go away, and everything in his past had nothing to do with him in an instant.

The next second, the determination and melancholy in his heart disappeared.

"Can't you just calm down?" Wu Xie pushed me away in disgust and insisted on grabbing his hand.

"Brother, I'm hungry. Let's buy some food for the road." I pointed to the canteen nearby and said.

Wu Xie mounted the pony, kicked his hands into his robe, and said, "No money."

"Who are you kidding?" I climbed onto the pony and followed Wu Xie. "You have been a profiteer for so many years, and you have saved a salary for Wang Meng??"

"...Shut up, I don't have any money."

"Do you have Alipay and WeChat? Do you have your bank card?"

"..."

"But I'm really hungry."

After entering the snow-capped mountains, I found that Wu Xie became increasingly silent, as if he was thinking or letting himself go. I shut my mouth, and all that was left was the tinkling of the bells on the horse's neck.