Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Big brother, this flower is beautiful. How about I buy it for you?"

"Brother, the scenery here is beautiful. Let's rest here for a while."

“Big brother…”

……

Kafka kept chattering beside him all the way, as if she had endless things to say, which didn't match her queenly temperament at all.

Fan Mu is a person who likes quietness, but for some reason, he did not feel annoyed when hearing the chirping sounds around him this time.

Kafka walked in front holding his hand, while Xing followed behind carrying a dozen bags with a bitter face.

The feeling on his hand was very soft and warm. Although he had only been with the opposite sex for half a day, he did not feel disgusted by such close contact.

Maybe it’s because the other person is a beautiful woman?

Near noon, Kafka finally stopped, with an expression of reluctance on her face, but she still whispered: "Brother, let's take a break."

"Ah."

Fan Mu nodded, looked around, and found a shady place to sit down.

Seeing this scene, Kafka silently put the room card she had just taken out back into her hand, walked over with her long legs and sat next to him.

The sun is shining brightly, emitting dazzling light, illuminating the sky.

Rubbing his eyes, Fan Mu yawned deeply. Perhaps it was an illusion, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became a little deserted.

As soon as this thought came to mind, a voice suddenly rang out from the side.

"Big brother, how about I buy you a piece of clothing this afternoon?"

Kafka leaned forward, tilted her head and propped it on her legs, her eyebrows curved, and spoke words of questioning but with certainty.

How could she let the atmosphere become cold?

She had finally found her older brother, and she had countless words and thoughts in her heart that she wanted to express, so how could she let the atmosphere cool down?

The breeze gently blew the two strands of hair on both sides of her eyebrows. Fan Mu met her gaze and looked at the tenderness in her eyes. He felt a little embarrassed and then fell into deep silence and thought.

What were you embarrassed about just now?

Kafka's tenderness is for him who has memories. How can I, who have no memories, enjoy this tenderness?

Fan Mu lowered his eyes slightly and did not answer. He suppressed the little emotion that he had just applied for the action. After a moment of silence, he said: "You should know that I don't have that memory now."

"..." Kafka was obviously stunned by the sudden change of topic, but then she immediately reacted and nodded slightly, "Yeah."

She looked like she didn't care, but her slightly drooped eyes revealed her true thoughts.

She finally found the person she had been thinking about day and night, but the other person didn't remember her. How could she really not care?

It’s just… I’m so lucky to have found it now, how can I ask for anything else? At least I don’t dare to ask for anything now.

Fan Mu withdrew his gaze indifferently and shook his head gently, "So don't waste your time on me. I don't want to regain my memory."

"I know."

Unexpectedly, Kafka's answer shocked him a little.

There was loneliness and relief, a little sadness and happiness in her eyes.

"Although my elder brother never told me, I don't know the details, but I saw him with a very sad look on his face several times, and he took out some things to reminisce."

"I have asked big brother about you before, but every time big brother just smiled and kept silent."

"I think...big brother, your past experiences were not good, so it's better to forget them. In this way...big brother will not suffer anymore!"

Kafka chuckled at the end, looking very cool and happy for him.

Obviously... I no longer remember her, and I clearly feel a little sad, but I am still genuinely happy that I have forgotten the bad thing.

Fan Mu didn't know what to say.

Maybe...the things I forgot before weren't all bad things.

But...it's impossible to make him regain his memory just like this. He hates trouble and pain.

"Strictly speaking, the big brother you are talking about and I are two different people now!" He was making his final persuasion.

Even he did not understand why he had to persuade Kafka to divide him into two persons.

Mingming clearly recognized himself as her former elder brother and felt her kindness, which would not cause any loss. On the contrary, it would bring many benefits.

"Yeah, but big brother is big brother. When big brother wants to find his memory, I can help him look for it!"

Kafka gently took his hand, tilted her head, and gently placed her cheek on it, feeling the warmth in his palm.

"If you don't want to recall those painful memories, you can also create new memories with me!"

"Big Brother will always be my Big Brother, and that will never change!"

She seemed to understand and yet not understand what Fan Mu said.

Fan Mu smiled bitterly, shook his head and said no more.

Big brother?

He didn't think that he, without any memories, was still her older brother!

This gave him the feeling that he was a substitute, but he actually knew that the person before was also himself.

Memory...

…………

Xing listened silently without interrupting, and Kafka also remained silent because she knew that Fanmu needed time to digest all this.

Fan Mu closed his eyes and felt the wind blowing. The air around him was no longer so hot. The breeze seemed to blow away his worries and made his head less swollen.

Kafka?

Now it seems that he is indeed a very gentle person, and he is very gentle to him.

She was so gentle that he couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that such a person really existed in this world.

Is there really someone who would be so gentle to him?

Fan Mu fell into deep doubt.

Could it be that there is something worth plotting against me?

It's no wonder that he was so suspicious, because no one had ever been so gentle to him before.

Xi'er doesn't count. There is gentleness in it, but there are more other feelings.

It's more about taking care of her myself.

Turning my head to look into the distance, I looked at the pedestrians and neighbors in the distance. After a rest, they should have walked over there and strolled over there.

That was indeed what he had originally planned.

But now he suddenly wanted to go back, back to his room, back to Xier.

Reason told him that he should go back and leave Kafka now. The person Kafka wanted to find was not him, and he could never become him!

But his emotion told him to wait a little longer, it was no big deal, it was okay to enjoy the warmth for a while, he just lost his memory, he was still the same person.