Tomb Raider: As a cannon fodder, I started to play badly

Zhang Qishan sat in the main seat, looking at Bai Ran who was standing without sitting down, and said jokingly: "What, you don't even want to sit down now? Do you think it's dirty here?" When he said the latter part, everyone was shocked.

Bai Ran looked at the person who had been particularly doting on him before, and he really couldn't connect the person in front of him with the Buddha in his memory. Hearing the sarcasm in Zhang Qishan's tone, he pursed his lips, looked at him and said, "Zhang Qishan, I don't have it."

Zhang Qishan, what a familiar yet strange name. He had no idea how many mortal enemies had shouted this name at him and cursed him to die a miserable death. Zhang Qishan lowered his head and thought to himself, maybe some things will become better if you talk about them more.

"Zhang Qishan, this name is really familiar." Zhang Qishan narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Ran who was a little bit at a loss. After all, he couldn't bear it and took the initiative to extend the steps to him and said: "When did you wake up?"

"Last night." Bai Ran answered obediently.

"because I?"

"Ok!"

"I didn't expect that you didn't trust me so much that you ignored your own body and woke up rashly. Just like before. Bai Ran, you really haven't changed!" Zhang Qishan said in a heavy tone. Looking at Bai Ran, whose memory was much weaker than before, Zhang Qishan guessed why Bai Ran looked worse than before, and even seemed healthier before he fell asleep. He couldn't help but speak.

Bai Ran looked up and did not answer him. Instead, he looked at Zhang Qishen very calmly and said, "Have you really thought it through? Are you sure? Zhang Qishen, are you sure you want to do this?" Bai Ran spoke every word with great difficulty. He unconsciously fumbled for the amulet and the black gold ancient knife in his hand, hoping to get a sense of security.

"Bai Ran, I, Zhang Qishan, will never regret anything. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future!"

"Can't you really reconsider it?" Bai Ran looked at him pleadingly.

"Why?"

"Just think of it as me, okay? How about for the brothers who fought side by side with us before? If it really doesn't work, can you think about your sister-in-law? She won't agree." Bai Ran's eyes were already red.

"Bai Ran, don't overestimate yourself!" Zhang Qishan looked at the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and said lightly.

"Zhang Qishan!" Bai Ran shouted, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, his voice filled with tears.

"Let's go to the tomb in a few days! I hope you can have self-knowledge!" Zhang Qishan didn't look at Bai Ran, but spoke in a very flat tone.

Bai Ran still couldn't believe it. He could only say angrily: "I will. See you in a week! Zhang Qishan, I hope you will never regret it!" Then he took Zhang Qilin's wrist and left. Hei Xia Zi didn't look back either. He followed Bai Ran's footsteps and left.

Bai Ran left the house and found an alley. He couldn't hold back any more. He hugged Zhang Qilin in his arms, rested his head on Zhang Qilin's shoulder, bit his lower lip tightly, and suppressed the crying that he couldn't suppress at all. Zhang Qilin was a little at a loss. He tried to pat Bai Ran's back gently, pursed his lips, and said worriedly: "Xiao Ran, don't cry!"

The two words "Xiao Ran" completely broke Bai Ran's last line of defense. He never thought that his arrival would not play any role at all. He was like an insignificant waste. Even if he woke up, he could not change anything.

"Bai Ran, don't overestimate yourself!" Yes, what is he? He overestimates himself. He can't do anything well, and can only watch the tragedy repeat itself in vain. Bai Ran's eyes flashed a little red, but were soon drowned by sadness. However, once the seeds are planted, sooner or later they will grow and bloom.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Qishan looked at Bai Ran's back and said silently. Bai Ran, I'm sorry, there are too many things I need to protect. I'm sorry I can't do it according to your idea.

"Master Buddha, isn't this too cruel?" Zhang Rishan said with some reluctance.

"Is it cruel?" Zhang Qishan muttered to himself, frowning as he drank the last sip. "Tell the housekeeper that there is no need to prepare ginger water from now on. Just do it as normal."

Zhang Rishan was stunned and could only say "hmm" in a low voice.