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

"Bai Ran, I just want to ask you one question, is this really what you want?" Hei Xia Zi looked at the pale and weak white next to the overly dazzling red, and suddenly felt tired, and said weakly.

Bai Ran looked at the constantly jumping flames and felt it was a bit dazzling. After a while, he responded, closed his eyes, and a tear slid down to the ground. But how could this tear that wanted to put out the flames go against common sense?

"Okay!" Hei Xiazi closed his eyes. He really felt a little tired. Perhaps, the very beginning of their meeting was wrong. All these years of companionship and protection were just to fulfill the promise he made back then. But I don't know when it started, it was not just to fulfill the promise. This time, let's just treat it as the end!

After Hei Xia Zi finished speaking, he turned and left, his back looking particularly lonely and resolute. Bai Ran stared at Hei Xia Zi's back, stunned, and under the mask, he could not suppress his tears. It turned out that in addition to being able to feel pain, he could also shed tears.

I don't know how long Xie Jiuye had been watching for, then he spoke: "Xiao Ran, it's not too late for you to regret now!"

Bai Ran turned his gaze back to the flames. He said nothing and remained silent.

Master Xie Jiu was standing behind Bai Ran and looked at him for a long time. He suddenly said, "Xiao Ran, do you know what day it is today?" Bai Ran raised his head and looked at him. His tears had dried up because he was too close to the fire.

Master Xie Jiu looked at Bai Ran, who had a confused face, and finally said, "Today is your birthday!" After that, he sighed and added, "However, a birthday that even I have forgotten has no need to exist!" He took out a wooden box from behind him, walked over, put it next to him, and left a sentence "Xiao Ran, I hope you can think about it again!" Then he turned and left.

Bai Ran looked at the wooden box beside him, and slowly picked it up and opened it. Inside was a pocket watch. Although the pocket watch was not big, it contained all the photos of everyone celebrating his birthday last time.

The flowers that year were so beautiful! Bai Ran stroked his own smiling face, and felt his already sore eyes filled with tears again.

It was the first time he went to the tent that Zhang Qishan had prepared for him. He felt as if he had telepathy and that something was waiting for him.

When he opened the tent, he saw a bowl of steaming longevity noodles with his favorite soft-boiled egg on top. He knew who sent it, so he silently put the wooden box aside carefully, picked up the wooden chopsticks on the bowl, took off his mask, and tasted the noodles. It was still the same as in his memory, but Bai Ran felt a little bitter.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, Bai Ran noticed the other things on the table. He looked at them one by one and knew who the owners of these things were. At this time, he did not cry, but carefully put them away one by one, sat on the camp bed, and was in a daze.

Bai Ran looked at the things on the table, pursed his lips, put on the mask, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come out!"

Zhang Qilin opened the tent and walked in. He looked at Bai Ran and said calmly, "He's in a bad mood right now!" Me too.

Bai Ran turned his head and said to Zhang Qilin: "You know, don't you?" You know what I am doing and why I made this choice.

"No one benefits!" If you do this, no one will benefit. You will hurt others and yourself.

"You know?" Bai Ran looked at Zhang Qilin with some suspicion. Only then did Zhang Qilin notice that Bai Ran's pupils seemed a little different.

He neither nodded nor shook his head, but just looked at Bai Ran quietly.

Bai Ran curled the corners of his mouth and still had confidence in the confidentiality of his plan. Even Mr. Xie Jiu did not know the whole plan, so how could A Ling know?

"Guess!" As if he understood what Bai Ran was thinking, Zhang Qilin began to explain.