Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

The sun slowly rose and set, and it was afternoon.

"Uncle Jingyuan, am I stupid?"

Fan Mu sat at the table. He seemed to be unable to see the fruits in front of him and looked depressed.

"how could be?"

Jing Yuan had a smiling face, propped up his head, his white hair fluttering, "Why do you suddenly miss Xiao Fanmu so much?"

"I, I can't learn divination. I learn very slowly."

"Is that so?" He pretended to think for a moment and took a bite of the fruit. "Is that all?"

"Hmm..." Fan Mu pouted and said, "I'm afraid Fu Xuan will be disappointed."

"Haha!" Hearing this answer, Jing Yuan laughed happily, "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Since divination doesn't work, why don't we try another way?"

"Change the way?" Fan Mu wondered.

"When you grow up, come and learn martial arts from me!"

"But!" He put his fingers on his lips and looked very conflicted.

"But Fu Qing asked you to learn divination, right?"

Jingyuan finished the rest of his words for him.

"Yeah." Fan Mu nodded.

"Then let's think about it from another angle. Why did you learn divination? Was it simply to avoid disappointing Fu Qing?"

"I...I want to share the pressure with her." Fan Mu said sadly, "Fu Xuan is always so tired when he comes back and has no time to play with me."

"Then do you know her wish?" Jing Yuan asked again.

"Wish?" Fan Mu was puzzled. He tilted his head and said uncertainly: "To drive Uncle Jing Yuan off the stage?"

"Well... you can say that." Jing Yuan's smile froze, but he quickly recovered. "If Fu Qing wants to take my position, then he must be surrounded by talented people. The Taibu Division is not short of talents. It can even be said that the next successor has already been decided!"

"But it's different in terms of military strength. Although Luofu is good at fighting, there is no one else who is the strongest except me. There is a lack of successors. What should I do if I lose Fu Qing one day?"

"This!" Fan Mu's eyes were shocked. It was obvious that Jing Yuan's words shocked him.

"Then I..." He bit his fingers!

"No rush." ​​Jing Yuan smiled and shook his head. He didn't intend to let him make a decision immediately. He took another bite of the fruit and said, "You are still young. Think about it carefully."

"Okay!" Fan Mu nodded seriously.

The sky is already turning red, and another day is coming to an end.

The entrance to the General's Mansion.

"Goodbye, Uncle Jingyuan."

Fan Mu waved goodbye to Jing Yuan.

"See you."

Jing Yuan also waved goodbye to him, turned around, and after taking two steps, he heard Fan Mu's voice again.

"Long live Uncle Jingyuan!"

Looking back, he saw the sincere, childish smile on Fan Mu's face. The setting sun was behind him, shining directly on him. The setting sun was so dazzling that it dyed half the sky and made him look small.

“Haha!” Jing Yuan laughed again. His lazy voice disappeared and he became serious and joking. “Well, forget about Long Live. It’s been too long!”

"If I can really live that long, then... you should live on for me!"

“A little!” Fan Mu stuck out his tongue, lowered his eyelids, and made a face, “I don’t want it, but if I can really live that long, Uncle Jing Yuan, please give my share to Fu Xuan!”

"I just want to stay with her forever!"

"What?" Hearing his words, Jing Yuan shook his head with a smile, "You want me to pay for it!"

Return to Taibusi, at the hour of You.

Fu Xuan had not returned yet, so after returning home, Fan Mu went straight to the yard to find a wooden stick. He closed his eyes and recalled the movements of the older brothers he had seen in the martial arts field before, and began to imitate them.

He was so absorbed in the imitation that he forgot about time.

By the time Fan Mu reacted, he was already sweating all over.

The yard was dark and there were no lights. He could only vaguely see the flowers and plants around him through the moonlight, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Xuan's graceful figure eating watermelon under the pavilion not far away. His white stockings were still so conspicuous in the dark.

"Fu Xuan!"

A smile appeared on Fan Mu's face. He threw down the stick and rushed over to hug her thighs!

"Hey! Hey!" Fu Xuan looked at his clothes soaked with sweat, his face changed, and he quickly freed one hand to hold back the figure flying towards him.

"Fu Xuan~" Fan Mu's voice was filled with grievance, as if he was questioning why she didn't let him hug her!

Boom!

"Ouch!" Fan Mu held his head and screamed, looking at her pitifully, his eyes seemed filled with tears.

"Come on!" Fu Xuan tapped his head unhappily, "I didn't even use any strength!"

"hey-hey!"

Seeing that he was exposed, Fan Mu was not embarrassed, but just stood there and smiled foolishly.

A breeze blew, and a few fallen leaves slowly floated down from the sky, landing on the small pond in the yard, creating small ripples and bringing some coolness.

The yard is not big, there are only two people there, and there is no sound of a third person.

In the darkness, with the help of the moonlight, Fu Xuan couldn't help but look at his silly smile. He smiled, but still said viciously: "Why don't you take a shower? You stink!"

"Then after taking a shower, can you let me hold Fu Xuan?" Fan Mu did not obediently go to take a shower, but asked with a grin.

"Okay!" Fu Xuan poked his head hard, and Fan Mu pretended to be in pain, "You know how to bargain now!"

"Hey, is it okay?" Fan Mu's voice was filled with pleading.

Looking at his big eyes shining under the starlight, Fu Xuan still smiled and agreed with gritted teeth, not knowing whether he was really reluctant.

"Okay! Go take a shower! I'll hold you after you're done! Okay?"

"Great!"

After getting the definite answer, Fan Mu cheered and ran into the house happily.

"Really? Who did you learn this from?" Fu Xuan sat in the pavilion, covering his head. Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted, "Don't forget to bring a change of clothes!"

"understood!"

The lights in the house came on and a faint voice was heard.

The stars are bright and the breeze is blowing.

Fu Xuan closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility, but he didn't enjoy it for long. Accompanied by the sounds of a few birds, he sighed, opened his eyes with amusement, and saw figures rushing out of the house.

"Fu Xuan, hug me!"

Fan Mu opened his arms, with water dripping from his head, and waited happily for her embrace, but he didn't expect Fu Xuan to pop his head off again.

Boom!

"Ouch."