Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Observation carriage.

"Must I go down to-day?"

Fan Mu twitched his lips and looked at the people in front of him speechlessly.

"Well, after all, she is your mother. Even if she is not your biological mother, you should go and see her." Ji Zi said with a somewhat unhappy look on her face.

Two days passed since that day, and Fu Xuan seemed not to want to waste any more time. He told everything, which led to the current situation.

"I told you it was just an accident!"

Fan Mu just felt a little headache. Didn't they say it was okay? How come he had all the memories?

He couldn't explain the simulation in detail, as he couldn't fool everyone.

"System! Come out here! Why are you trying to trick me?"

"How could that be?" The system knew it was in the wrong, and its voice was a little weak, but it still said with its neck stiff, "Besides, don't Jing Yuan and the others have no memories? I'm not cheating you the most..."

"It was just a small accident at best!"

"It's an accident... It wouldn't be a big deal if other people knew about the memory, but why did it have to be the most important one?"

Fan Mu had reason to suspect that the system was trying to trick him, but he had no evidence.

"cough."

The system coughed lightly, pretended to be dead and stopped talking.

Looking at the people in front of him, seeing the confusion and possibly disgust on their faces, he felt conflicted and hesitant inside, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly and nodded resignedly.

They don’t believe in themselves either... my companions...

Perhaps in their eyes my credibility is indeed not as good as Luofu's Taibu.

Yes, he had never had much conversation with this group of people, and had never faced danger with them, so where was the bond between them?

"Okay, I'll go down and explain it to her."

He had no choice. He definitely couldn't stay on the Immortal Boat, and he didn't have enough money to rent a spaceship. He could only stay here. This was the only way.

After getting off the train and walking back onto the busy street, he felt a little confused for a moment. Should he go find Fu Xuan and explain things now?

But he didn't really want to see her.

"Hey!"

He shook his head, discarded all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to wander around the street aimlessly.

Anyway, if he doesn't go looking for her, he believes that she will come looking for him, or maybe she is already watching him in a corner somewhere.

Of course, it is also possible that he was just being overly sentimental.

The tip of my nose is filled with the smell of various snacks, and the fragrance becomes stronger when the breeze blows.

Fan Mu stroked his stomach gently, feeling a little greedy, and planned to buy some snacks first.

When he arrived at the snack stand, he looked at the stall in front of him which was actually not very hygienic, smelled the fragrance at the tip of his nose, and swallowed uncontrollably.

It's so embarrassing. I'm such a grown-up, but I still act like this when I smell food.

But... he actually rarely eats this kind of snack. The last time he ate it was decades ago, right?

Needless to say, he had never eaten it during the Xier period. In this simulation, the only thing he remembered was that Fu Xuan didn't let him eat the food here. As for whether he ate it later, he forgot.

Not to mention his original world, he had no money, so he only ate it once or twice when he was very young, and never again after that.

With the sizzling sound of frying in his ears, Fan Mu watched the stall owner pinching various side dishes with his hands and throwing them into the pot. The dark oil in the pot was bubbling, and the corners of the stall were covered with black dirt...

Soon, the snacks were ready. I took them and thought about the things I had just seen. They were really dirty...

Thinking of this, he slowly picked up one of the pieces and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Even if it was a little dirty, it was no big deal.

You can taste all kinds of seasonings when you put it in your mouth. Even though you know it’s unhealthy, so what? As long as it tastes good, that’s fine.

Stinky tofu.

Taste it carefully...not delicious.

Swallowed it whole... eh, ok.

After eating, I bought another one and continued to wander around the stalls.

Along the way, if he hadn't eaten anything delicious, he would buy it to try, even if he was already full...

Time passed quickly and it was evening. Not only were there more people on the street, but there were also more snack and drink stalls.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the street. On a stone pier under a big tree, Fan Mu was sitting on it, carrying a bunch of bags. He looked at the dozens of handbags beside him with some distress.

I pursed my lips. This kind of thing is just so-so if you eat too much of it. It doesn't taste as delicious as rice.

Although he was distressed, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart. He seemed to be in a very good mood, even though he didn't have a smile on his face.

It would have been better if she could have come a little later.

Just as this thought came to mind, accompanied by a barely perceptible scent of roses, a pink figure sat down beside him. It was small, perhaps a lost child.

The two of them just sat there, neither of them spoke first, neither of them left first, they were silent, neither of them looked at each other, they just stared at the ground in front of them, the weeds beside them, and the sunset in the distance...

The noise in the distance, the roar of the star raft's exhaust, the singing of birds, the rustling of leaves in the wind, the world was very noisy, but the two of them were unusually quiet.

Until the sky in the distance turned incredibly red, until pairs of mothers and children returning from school walked past them with laughter.

Fan Mu looked at the color of the sky, calculated the time, and took the lead in speaking to break the silence.

"Master Taibu is quite leisurely and elegant. He actually has time to come here to watch the sunset. It's a pity that the scenery here is not very good. Perhaps you can go to a higher place to have a look..."

It’s hard to tell in one sentence whether it’s sarcasm or something else?

It was clearly just a simple greeting, clearly a greeting, but the words coming out of his mouth sounded extremely strange.

Why is he being sarcastic?

They... owe no one anything.

"I..."

Fu Xuan listened to his words, her pretending to be indifferent paused, she opened her mouth, and the words she had practiced thousands of times seemed to be stuck in her throat as if by a stone, and she couldn't utter them. The breeze blew her hair, but in the end she could only say one dry sentence.

"sorry."

It didn't sound sincere, but her embarrassed expression was full of sincerity.

After all, she is the Taibu, second only to others and above everyone else. She is already in such a difficult situation. Doesn't that count as sincerity?

Haha...of course it does.

"It's okay." Fan Mu calmly shook his head, "It's getting late. What does Master Taibu want to talk to me about?"

"If it was that sudden memory..." He paused before continuing: "Then Master Taibu can just pretend that nothing happened. After all, you and I both know that that kind of thing didn't happen, right?"

When he said this for the last time, Fan Mu finally turned his head to look at her with an unusually serious look in his eyes.

Of course he knew that it was all true, it was his memory of more than ten years of life, but he still said the same words.

So what?