Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Fu Xuan...Sister, do you like roses very much?"

On the street, Fan Mu looked at Fu Xuan curiously, thinking of the bouquet of unbloomed roses carefully placed on the table in the house.

"No, it's just so-so. I don't like it very much." Fu Xuan denied it subconsciously, but when he came to his senses, the words had already been spoken.

"Is that so?"

Fan Mu was puzzled, wondering if she was speaking sarcastically.

"Well, forget it, come on, eat ice cream!"

After saying that, without waiting for him to refuse, Fu Xuan trotted to the ice cream stand next to him and bought two ice creams and gave them to him.

"Thank you."

Fan Mu stretched out his hand somewhat awkwardly. He did not have much feelings for Fu Xuan, the so-called 'mother'. After all, he had forgotten everything!

Just as he was about to take it, the ice cream slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. Fan Mu was stunned for a moment, then realized that he couldn't touch the thing because Fu Xuan had been holding his hand, and he had forgotten about his problem.

Fu Xuan was a little at a loss for a moment when looking at the ice cream that fell on the ground, but Fan Mu spoke in time to comfort her.

"fine."

He looked at the panic in Fu Xuan's eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. So she cared so much about his feelings?

Thinking about this, I felt something was wrong.

As the Grand Master of the Imperial Assassin's Temple, holding a high position, how could he so easily...show emotion?

Logically speaking, the higher the status of a person, the more indifferent they are. In their eyes, human life is just that, even if their relatives are different, it won't make much difference. They are just victims.

Fan Mu frowned slightly.

Could it be that he wants to take advantage of me to deceive him because he has some interests to gain from me?

Judging from his current condition, the possibility of this happening is not low, even very high.

Looks like I need to be more vigilant...

Of course there is another possibility, that is, the other party really cares about him. Family love... It seems a bit fake. He always feels that family love is not very reliable.

"I..."

Fu Xuan opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing. The two of them walked on the street, feeling the wind, looking at the pedestrians on the side of the road, and listening to the shouting on the roadside.

The various snack stalls on the roadside smelled delicious and had a lot of people. He sniffed lightly and a strong aroma of spices wafted into his nose. To be honest, he wanted to eat some, but he couldn't.

Fan Mu swallowed his saliva and frowned slightly, because he couldn't imagine what this snack tasted like. How could it be? Had he never eaten it before?

Fu Xuan followed his gaze and saw the snack stand. That was what she had never allowed him to eat before. Fan Mu was very obedient, but... she didn't expect that he wouldn't even have a bite to eat until his death.

In fact, she has been much more lenient with Fan Mu since he grew up. It doesn't matter if he cheats a little, but she just doesn't say it explicitly.

Feeling more and more guilty, he put on a forced smile on his face, clenched his fists, but in the end, he could only let go helplessly.

There was nothing she could do, and even this little bit of companionship was a luxury she could only dream of.

The sound of firecrackers was heard constantly in my ears, even the trees on the roadside were hung with colorful lights, all kinds of shops on the street had big discounts, and in the distance I could see a "fortress" three or four meters high.

From time to time, the laughter of children could be heard from inside, and below were their parents sitting and chatting while eating melon seeds.

Although the surroundings were very noisy along the way, Fan Mu felt a rare sense of tranquility. However, the strange looks from passers-by made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It’s not that he’s mentally fragile, it’s just that he’s not used to being too conspicuous.

He looked at the tattered armor on his body, let out a light "tsk", and didn't want to stay in this place anymore.

She looked at Fu Xuan who seemed very interested, listened to him talking about various things in her ear, waited for her to finish speaking, thought for a while and then spoke in a deep voice.

"Let's go back. I won't run around. You probably have things to do, right? You don't have to accompany me."

As his words fell, Fu Xuan froze for a moment, then a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"I'm not busy. You have lost your memory now. I'll take you around more and keep you company. Maybe you'll be able to remember it."

"Hey!" Fan Mu sighed, "But...it's still a war period, right? You don't have to accompany me, I'm really fine."

He stared into Fu Xuan's eyes, trying to see something from her amber eyes.

"Besides, even if I can't remember it, won't I be able to remember it when I recover later?"

"Our life span is so long, it's okay to lose a few decades!"

Hearing what he said and meeting his eyes, Fu Xuan knew that he could not lie any longer, so he fell silent. After a long time, he nodded, his smile somewhat helpless.

Looking at it now, she is like a mother who is both relieved and sad because her child is so sensible.

"Okay, let's go back, let's go home."

After returning home, she gave some instructions and hurried away to Taibusi.

She did have a lot of things to do. During the war, no matter how worried she was about Fan Mu, as long as he was fine, she would not be able to sit still and accompany him at ease.

Fu Xuan was very self-aware. She couldn't just leave the people here alone. Maybe she was just that kind of person, or maybe it was because of her responsibilities. She had never been a qualified mother.

The overall situation is important...

She has been saying this to herself for more than ten years. If... the person who saw the swaddling baby was not her, would... everything be different?

On the way, she couldn't help imagining this scene. This was not the first time she had fantasized like this.

Perhaps Fan Mu will grow up happily, have a successful career, marry a beautiful wife and have a lovely child.

She even doesn't know now whether Fan Mu has ever been truly happy staying with her...

Managing his food and entertainment also puts too much pressure on him...

Fu Xuan smiled bitterly. Maybe she was a very bad family member...

She found herself feeling extremely uncomfortable. Fate...good luck...can divination be correct?

After living for more than 100 years, this is the first time she doubted her own ability and the second time she doubted the reliability of divination!

I walked all the way to the office area, my mind was still a little confused. I shook my head and forced myself to be alert, not letting my thoughts run wild, and dealt with the official documents that had piled up like a mountain on my desk.

The sunlight outside the house gradually became hotter, and the temperature gradually cooled down. After finishing all the official business, Fu Xuan exhaled lightly, looked up, and found that the lights in the room were extremely bright. Then he suddenly realized that it was getting late.

Because she usually works hard and has specifically told her subordinates not to disturb her while she is working, no one reminds her to leave work.

After turning off the lights, the street was still noisy and the evening breeze was cold, so she jogged back home.