Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

Wu Xie broke the silence. He seemed to have recovered from the shock. His brows were furrowed, and there was a thoughtful light in his eyes. He spoke quickly, "So, the matter behind the slumped shoulders is very likely related to the actions of that year. Maybe he is carrying out some mission left over from that year?"

Xie Yuchen shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his movements and a look of doubt in his eyes as he said, "This is just our guess. I've been to the Crescent Hotel before and wanted to ask Vice President Zhang for clarification."

At this point, a trace of annoyance appeared on his face, "But, he refused to see me."

When Wu Xie heard this, he couldn't help but frown, and his eyebrows were twisted tightly together like two tangled pigtails.

He stroked his chin and said puzzledly, "Vice President Zhang doesn't want to see you? This is a bit strange. Does he know something but doesn't want to be involved?"

Hei Xiazi leaned lazily against the wall, his whole body like a puddle of mud without bones, one foot casually placed on the other leg, his eyes half-closed, like a cat taking a nap.

Hearing Wu Xie's words, he just raised his eyelids slightly and said slowly: "It is also possible that he has his own troubles, so why would he want to meddle in other people's affairs."

Xie Yuchen sighed softly, folded his hands across his chest as if to give himself some support, and said slowly: "Wait a moment, and see how much more you can pry out of the man with the drooping shoulders."

Time passed slowly like a snail as everyone waited.

Ah Da walked out slowly from where Tajian was imprisoned, his head hanging down and his steps heavy. He walked in front of Xie Yuchen and shook his head helplessly, the meaning was very clear, Tajian was still clenching his teeth and didn't let go.

When Xie Yuchen saw this result, his brows furrowed tightly.

His fingers began to tap the table rhythmically, again and again. The "tapping" sound was particularly clear in the quiet courtyard, like the sound of his restless heartbeat. There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes as he pondered what to do next.

Wu Xie paced back and forth in the yard, his steps hurried and messy, his eyes showing obvious anxiety, and he kept muttering: "This is not a solution, we have to think of other ways."

At this moment, the young man slowly raised his head, his eyes were firm and unquestionable. He said calmly: "I will go talk to him again."

Everyone's eyes turned to the young man. Try. "

When Xie Yuchen heard what the young man said, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, young man, go and try.

The young man turned around and walked towards the room where the man with hunched shoulders was imprisoned with firm steps.

In the room, the man with droopy shoulders was tied tightly to a chair. He raised his head suddenly when he heard the door open.

When he saw it was the young man, a complex emotion flashed across his eyes for a moment, including resentment and a hint of barely perceptible awe, just like the instinctive fear when facing an insurmountable mountain.

He curled his lips and snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain. He said stubbornly: "Don't waste your time on me. I won't say anything."

The young man walked towards the hunched-backed man step by step, and each step seemed to be stepping on the hunched-backed man's heart. He stood quietly in front of him, staring at him without blinking, his gaze like two sharp awls, as if to penetrate the hunched-backed man's soul.

After a long time, the young man slowly spoke, his voice low and serious: "You and I both know that there is a huge danger hidden behind this matter. If you don't say it, more innocent people will be involved."

The slumped shoulders seemed to have heard a huge joke, and he snorted with disdain. He leaned back slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "You people don't understand at all. Once you get involved in something, you can never get out of it."

The young man's eyes were cold, like a sudden frost, piercing the bone. He said coldly: "Do you think I'm afraid?"

He looked at the young man with drooped shoulders, his lips trembling slightly. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he seemed to have something to hide. He stammered, "You...you don't understand. There are some powers that you can't contend with."

The young man leaned forward slightly, staring into the eyes of the man with drooping shoulders. His eyes were fiery and firm, and he said without question, "I don't care what force is behind this, I just want the truth. Do you think you can keep a secret forever?"

His slumped shoulders seemed to be hit in the vitals, he lowered his head, not daring to look into the young man's eyes. He remained silent, but his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, the veins on his arms bulged slightly, showing his inner struggle.

The young man stood up straight, his body as straight as a pine tree, and continued: "You should know that there are many gaps in my past. Maybe what you say now can fill in some of my memory."

He took a deep breath with his shoulders slumped, as if he had made a great decision. He raised his head, a hint of madness in his eyes, and said firmly: "We have already left the Zhang family, so I am not trapped by the Zhang family now, but you are different. As long as you are Zhang Qiling, you will never be able to escape that fate."

After saying this, he laughed out loud as if possessed by a demon. The laughter echoed in the silent room, sounding particularly strange.

The young man's eyes froze slightly, like a ripple on a calm lake, but soon returned to calm. He asked calmly: "What is my destiny?"

The laughter of the slumped shoulders suddenly stopped. He stopped smiling and looked at the young man with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes, with sympathy and helplessness. He said slowly: "As Zhang Qiling, you are the key person to protect the family secrets. Some secrets, once known, are like curses, and will drag you all into endless darkness. Do you think it is a good thing to explore the truth? This truth may bring you to eternal damnation. Leave the Zhang family, leave that hellhole, and stop looking for those so-called memories. It will only make you sink deeper and deeper."

The young man's eyes were as firm as a burning flame. He slowly said, "There are too many blanks in my past. Those missing memories are like a thorn in my flesh. I must pursue the truth, even if there is an abyss ahead."