Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Ugh!"

"Fu Xuan is so nice! Hehe~, I like Fu Xuan the most!"

Fan Mu was holding two teddy bears and smiling happily, following behind Fu Xuan.

"Hmph, is there anything else you want to play?"

Fu Xuan crossed his arms, walked in front with his head held high, and spoke in a light tone, but she couldn't help glancing back with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and it was obvious that she enjoyed what he said very much.

"Hmm." Fan Mu lowered his head as if thinking, and soon shook his head, "No, there's nothing I want to play!"

He has already spent a lot of money.

"Fu Xuan, I'm hungry, let's go back!"

A childish voice came from behind. Fu Xuan was puzzled. He looked at the sky. It was cloudy, but it was not difficult to see that the sun was right overhead. He turned his head to look at him.

"It's only noon, we can just eat outside, there's no need to go back."

"I want to eat the food cooked by Fu Xuan himself!" Fan Mu replied with a smile, "The food cooked by Fu Xuan is delicious!"

"That's it!"

Fu Xuan, who was originally somewhat reluctant, agreed.

"You're just sweet-talking. Okay, go back first and come back in the afternoon!"

After returning to Taibusi and finishing lunch, Fan Mu took the initiative to take over the dishwashing job. After washing the dishes, the two sat on the sofa.

"Let's go, is there anything else you want to buy?"

Fu Xuan packed his clothes, put on his shoes, and told Fan Mu to get ready to go out.

But Fan Mu shook his head lazily and sat on the sofa, refusing to leave.

"I don't want to go out. Fu Xuan, you should take care of your own things. I'm a little sleepy and want to take a nap."

His voice was small and sleepy, and he rubbed his eyes tiredly as he spoke. He looked really sleepy.

He lay on the teddy bear he had just won by tossing the ring, closed his eyes, and had a smile on his lips. It looked like he could have a nice dream.

"Sleepy?"

Fu Xuan quickly understood that a child would feel tired after walking for half a day, just like when he was a child, he slept for more than ten hours a day.

Standing at the door, I looked at Fan Mu sleeping on the sofa. His breathing was steady and his light gray hair was a little messy. I believed he would fall asleep soon.

After looking for a long while, Fu Xuan withdrew his gaze, with kindness in his eyes, and walked out of the door quietly without making any sound.

Today's day of rest was originally for Fan Mu's mental health. After half a day, I think most of the depression in his heart should have disappeared.

Now that he was tired from playing and fell asleep, he could have a good rest. She should naturally return to her post.

She thought so as she walked down the street. The sky gradually darkened and became gloomy. The air, which was not too cold originally, began to become cooler.

Faced with such weather, Fu Xuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. This feeling was hard to describe. It was not emptiness or fatigue, but rather it felt like something was wrong.

Her subconscious mind had already figured it out and was reminding her, making her feel depressed.

Faced with this situation, she had her fortune told, but the result was incomprehensible to her, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Fu Xuan thought that he had calculated wrong. After all, this kind of situation rarely occurred in divination. It only occurred when making important decisions.

"Is it... Fanmu?"

As smart as she was, she quickly noticed something unusual.

When I got home, there was no sign of Fan Mu on the sofa. There were only two teddy bears lying on it. I went back to the room, but still couldn't find him.

Finally she looked towards the courtyard, where a figure was diligently practicing swordplay.

The leaves fluttered around him in the wind, and ripples appeared in the small pond. Fan Mu stepped on the withered yellow leaves, making a crisp rustling sound.

Fu Xuan pursed his lips, feeling complicated, so...did the little brat pretend to be sleepy because he didn't want her to waste time on him?

That's...stupid.

"Fan Mu!" she suddenly shouted sharply.

Subconsciously, Fan Mu looked towards her and shrank his neck, "Fu... Fu Xuan... Sister, why are you back?"

He took a step back, then pretended to be nonchalant, with a silly smile on his face, and scratched his hair.

Fu Xuan walked towards him quickly and raised his hand.

Boom!

"Ouch!"

……

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads on the earth like an oil painting. The golden light illuminates the sky, as if smoothing out the vicissitudes of time.

On a relatively remote hill, in a pavilion, Fu Xuan sat on a stone bench, drinking bitter melon juice elegantly.

Fan Mu sat opposite her, covering his head and lowering his head. He only dared to glance at her secretly without saying a word.

A breeze blew by, gently blowing the strands of hair between Fu Xuan's eyebrows, and also gently blowing Fan Mu's heart. She stretched out a hand to tuck the strands of hair behind her ear. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, and she looked up at the half-remaining fiery red sun in the distance. She looked at the red sky, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Fan Mu saw something, jumped off the stone bench, and ran away on his legs, while Fu Xuan just glanced at him sideways, without asking any questions or paying any attention.

After a while, Fan Mu jogged back and stood in front of her with his hands raised.

"Sister Fu Xuan...eat duck eggs!"

Fu Xuan only glanced at the two fist-sized eggs in his hands and looked away, "Humph, I'm still angry with you, and you ask me to eat eggs?"

"Fu Xuan...Sister..." He seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated for a long time and couldn't utter a word. His eyes were evasive, his face was slightly flushed, his head was lowered, and his voice was low and full of loss and a flattering smile.

"Fu Xuan, you...don't be angry with Yadan!"