Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Leaving the neighborhood and leaving the busy city, Fu Xuan could see his residence from afar. It was dark there, without any light.

By the way, she didn’t turn on the light for Fan Mu when she left!

Fu Xuan slapped his forehead, feeling a little annoyed, and quickened his pace.

But her legs are so long, no matter how fast she runs she can’t run very fast!

It took her a long time to run to the door. When she returned to the house, she turned on the light immediately and looked for Fan Mu in the room!

Kitchen, bathroom, toilet...Finally found Fan Mu in the bedroom.

It was a pink bed with pink curtains and a large quilt. Fan Mu fell asleep on the pillow, his breathing was steady and he slept soundly. The pillow looked very soft.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, perhaps coming from the roses on the small table beside the bed.

This is her room!

I don’t know if it was intentional or not.

Fu Xuan subconsciously held his breath, as if he was afraid that his breathing would disturb him.

She walked carefully to the bedside and looked at his profile, which was peaceful and haggard, as if he had many troubles. At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and only Fan Mu was left in her eyes.

Had he done the same thing in the past when she was away at work?

Lying alone in bed, dreaming, maybe it's a sweet dream, or maybe it's a nightmare.

Tomorrow...what should I do?

During this special period, many things have to pass through her hands and cannot be sloppy, but if she goes to work, what should Fan Mu do? Should he be left alone at home?

It was like this when I was alive, and now even after I die...is it still like this?

I have no relatives, no friends, and even nothing to eat. I can only watch and do nothing.

Keeping Fan Mu by my side is no different from keeping him at home, except that I can say a few words to him from time to time.

Fu Xuan was silent, the fatigue from a hard day's work surged into her heart. She sighed, feeling extremely tired.

This fatigue comes not only from the physical side, but more from the mental side.

Her brain has been very active all the time, even now it is no exception, but there is a question that she has never thought about, or maybe she didn't care about it and forgot about it, but now she has picked it up again.

That is, why does she want the position of general?

She has worked so hard for so many years and done her best every day, but what is it all for?

Wealth? Power? Or something else?

She seems to have everything she needs, so why is she so greedy for the position of general?

She had thought about this question before, but just forgot it.

In order to become a general, little Fanmu started practicing sword for her, sacrificing his dreams and time. For this position, Fanmu even died.

But even so, she still didn't let go of her obsession with that position.

For this position, she abandoned the young Fan Mu, and for this position, she abandoned her family who died for her...

Is the position of general really that attractive? Is it really that good?

This was the first time she reflected on herself like this.

If one day she can really sit in that position, what can this position bring her?

Can the dead Fan Mu be resurrected?

Or make up for all the regrets over the years?

It seems that neither can be done.

So, why has she worked so hard until now? Is it just for a useless title?

Fu Xuan was silent, his amber eyes flickering slightly. He turned off the lights and walked out of the door carefully without even a thought of falling asleep.

She came to the room where Fan Mu lived. The starlight was sprinkled in the scenery. It was nice and beautiful. But when she turned on the light, walked to the bed, and walked to the bedside table, there was visible dust on it.

When was the last time she was in this room?

When was the last time Fan Mu slept in this room?

She forgot, or rather she never knew, otherwise she wouldn't even know when the room was covered with dust.

"Hey!"

I left the room again, turned off the lights, and everything returned to its original state, returning to its uninhabited state.

She carried a new quilt to the living room and slept on the sofa. It was a very late night, at least for her.

Lying on the sofa, looking up at the starry sky, looking at the twinkling stars, the starlight sprinkled on her face, illuminating her delicate little face and confused eyes.

He let go of everything in his heart, leaving only the guilt and heartache for Fan Mu.

She suddenly had a feeling that not only the position of general, but even the position of fortune teller where she was sitting now was not worth reminiscing about.

The money she has now is enough for two people to spend in a lifetime. Even if she abdicates, I believe no one would dare to mess with her because of the connections and experience she has accumulated over the years.

She lacks nothing.

If she had taken a little more time to spend with Fan Mu over the years, if she had retreated earlier and paid more attention to her family, would everything be different now?

Fan Mu will not die either, he will live happily and joyfully, but what about myself?

Now that I have left the position of fortune teller, what would I do if I continued to accompany him?

I would sleep until I woke up naturally, and then I could have a hot breakfast leisurely, and then go out for a walk holding Fan Mu's hand. After coming back, we would have a simple lunch, and then we would sleep together again, occasionally spanking the children, basking in the sun, and eating some dessert...

Playing some games in the evening, watching TV together, and going out for square dancing, this kind of life seems... pretty good?

There was a big puzzlement in the small eyes, the white on the two pairs of legs were rubbing the quilt, and the face was buried in the pillow, and the eyes became dim.

She is so stupid... She always thinks she is smart...

What if you have seen the Lord of Knowledge and have been blessed? What if you have immense computing power and can predict the past and present?

She is still just a mortal who can't protect anything, and still just a fool who can't figure out even the smallest problem.

Why don't you quit this position?

Quit this position of fortune teller and spend more time with Fan Mu. Quit this position and take Fan Mu to find Master Bo Shi. He will surely have a way. He will surely have a way to save him.

This idea suddenly popped into her mind, but she quickly rejected it.

No, at least not now. There is no suitable candidate yet. Now is a special period. Not to mention whether her actions will be approved, once she does so, it will involve millions or even tens of millions of people.

After all, she is Taibu!

A Taibu who can predict the past and present!

With this thought in mind, she slowly closed her eyes. After a tiring day, she helped the society and improved her own achievements, but she had no time to spend with her family...

Maybe she should have done this a long time ago...