Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Want me to... push you?"

Fan Mu's eyes suddenly widened and he turned his head sharply to look towards the source of the sound. He saw a graceful figure bathed in golden sunlight, with silver hair fluttering in the evening breeze. The figure looked a little disheveled and dusty, as if she had just rushed back from a very far place without stopping for a moment.

The evening breeze was still blowing and the swing was still swaying. Fan Mu had stood in front of her without her knowing when, and was looking over her whole body with a worried look, looking for any injuries on her body.

"You...are back? Are you not hurt?"

The thousands of words he wanted to say finally turned into a question, which contained his deep concern.

He took the hand of the person in front of him and saw the gauze wrapped around it. It was a little wrinkled and looked like it had been wrapped for some time.

"Is it serious?"

"I'm fine." Liuying shook her head gently, looking at Fanmu with apology in her eyes, and said tiredly, "Sorry, I came back... late."

"There's no signal where I am, so I can't make phone calls or anything."

Fan Mu wanted to ask something, but when he heard her tired tone and saw her drooping eyes, he realized that something must have happened.

"Just come back..."

Fan Mu stood in front of Liuying and fell into a brief silence. All the words he had prepared in his heart were useless in the current atmosphere.

He didn't know what happened, nor did he know how to comfort her. He couldn't ask about the bad memories, so he could only talk about it.

"Want to go sit on the swings?"

"...Hmm, I think so."

……

Soon, Liuying sat on the swing, and Fan Mu pushed it silently, not using much force, so the swing only swayed at a normal amplitude.

Suddenly, Liuying, who was sitting in the front, asked a question, her voice full of confusion and bewilderment. She looked at the sky, shrank her body, and seemed to feel a little cold.

"Great philosopher, do you think... we... are really human beings in the true sense of the word?"

"Of course, why not?" Fan Mu comforted her immediately, but at the same time, he felt deeply worried.

Why not ask this kind of question?

Hasn't he found the meaning of life?

"If everyone's end is death, then what is the meaning of life?" Liuying asked softly again.

When Fan Mu heard this question, she was shocked. What was going on? Someone had died, and it was a very important person to her!

“As life is about to slowly unfold, we stand by the river of time, looking into the distance at the other side called death.

The meaning of life lies in experience and perception, walking slowly on the corridor of time, collecting all kinds of scenery and stories along the way.

These experiences, whether laughter or tears, have become an indispensable part of our lives, making us richer and deeper.

Through the experience, we learned to cherish and be grateful.

In the process of understanding, we find ourselves and our direction.”

"........."

Firefly sighed, the sun set, and the world fell into darkness.

"I don't understand the big truths, but...thank you, great philosopher!"

A smile appeared on her face again. The swing stopped and she slowly stood up and gently patted Fan Mu's shoulder. She walked in front of him, with her hands behind her back, and looked back at him with her head tilted.

"Come on, let's go home!"

"Ah."

"I want to eat oak cake roll, and I want you to treat me to it!"

"it is good!"

"I want to eat the cake you made!"

"understood!"

On the way back, no matter what conditions Liuying proposed, Fan Mu agreed to them without hesitation. Even if Liuying said she wanted his life, he would not agree without any hesitation.

Of course... whether to do it after you realize it is another matter.

The way home tonight was very short, so short that holding the soft little hand of Firefly, he returned home in almost the blink of an eye.

Coming to the counter, he pulled out a large package of unopened oak cake rolls, as well as some flour and other ingredients for making cakes.

"Here, the cake will have to wait a while!"

"Um!!"

The only light in the dim room was from the baking oven. He had already installed the lights, but this time it was not that he did not want to turn on the lights, but that Liuying did not want to turn on the lights.

There was no wine in the house because Liuying didn't want to see him drinking, which would be harmful to his health, and he didn't have the habit of drinking.

But now she really wanted to drink, so Fan Mu went out and bought two bottles. It was just a little wine, nothing to worry about. It just so happened that he also had some things he wanted to know.

Soon, after drinking only half a bottle of wine, Liuying became drunk and could not hold his liquor. However, Fanmu did not feel anything abnormal or uncomfortable, except for a faint blue light emanating from his chest.

He asked softly.

"Is it uncomfortable? Can you...tell me?"

"...Yeah." Liuying was slightly tipsy, her face flushed, and she said in a daze: "2B is dead... I failed to protect her. She could have lived, but she was forced to defend that piece of land!"

"Why? Because there was a toy left by a child on the ground?"

"Just to spread the word that we treat the inhabitants of our own planet so well?"

"Are our lives so cheap in their eyes? Are we really considered human beings?"

Tears welled up in Liuying's eyes, and she began to doubt the meaning of her existence again.

In this way, Fan Mu quickly understood what had happened.

2B...her roommate, he had met her a few times and had the impression that she was a very pretty girl.

Fan Mu held her hand tightly, comforted her, hugged her figure, and patted her back gently, just like a mother comforting her child.

Controlling people through loss of entropy?

He looked down at the wine in his bowl, and suddenly felt a little impatient when he thought that this stuff still remained in Firefly. No, this problem must be solved!

But...how to do it?