Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

It was a room that was neither too big nor too small. There was no light in the room and it was extremely dark. The only source of light was the light from the stars shining through the window.

The room was extremely quiet, as if it was just an empty room.

Crunch!

Suddenly, a numbing sound rang beside my ear, breaking the silence in the room.

"Hah! Hah!" Fan Mu gasped for breath, his heart pounding. Perhaps he had a nightmare, or perhaps it was too hot under the quilt. Sweat broke out on his body and face, and his clothes became sticky and stuck to his skin.

His eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness. He looked around, at the familiar yet unfamiliar buildings around him, at the hands in the shadows, and the memories buried deep in his heart came to his mind.

The confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, his accelerated heartbeat gradually calmed down, and his panting stopped. Fan Mu covered his head with his hands and sat quietly on the bed without making any sound. The room fell into silence again.

Firefly...Simulation...

Is all this... fake?

After figuring everything out, he smiled bitterly twice, his shoulders shrugged slightly in the darkness. His heart became extremely heavy and painful at this moment, more painful than a person's birthday throughout his entire childhood.

Fake...everything he experienced was fake.

He felt a little... aggrieved?

why?

He regretted it. If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have... If he had known that rainy night, he shouldn't have...

No, this is not right either. He did regret it, but he... didn't know what he did wrong, and didn't know what he regretted.

He only knew that he regretted it. Did he regret agreeing to the system simulation and regretting still sitting at the front desk receiving customers on that rainy night?

……

He didn't know either. Fan Mu asked himself, no, he didn't even need to ask, just thinking about the fact that he didn't meet the lovely girl in his memory made him feel sad. He felt so sad in his heart, so sad that he was going crazy!

Why this time?

Why did that girl fall in love with me?

It's obvious that I'm just a hopeless bastard!

Fan Mu covered his face with his hands, clenching them tightly. His nails dug deep into the skin, almost digging into the flesh. His eyes were bloodshot. He was lying on the bed resting in the last second, but in the next second his face was full of haggardness, just like a sloppy homeless man who had not slept well on the street.

Tears accumulated in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks unconsciously, drop by drop, falling onto the thick bedding.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he raised his head abruptly and asked in a hoarse voice.

"System, this time... did she... did she..." He found it difficult to say each word, as if he suddenly couldn't speak. He had to use all his strength to bite out a word.

His voice trembled slightly, with expectation and fear.

He didn't know whether he was afraid that the other person had no memory or that he had memory.

Having said that, he didn't need to say anything more. The system naturally understood what he meant.

After a moment of silence, the system sighed and felt an immense headache.

Where did its mute host go?

Why did he hit the ball straight this time?

And it’s okay to just play straight balls, but why does it feel like everyone is normal this time?

Obviously the plot shouldn't develop like this. There should be some misunderstandings, and then it takes thousands of chapters to resolve the misunderstandings. Isn't this how the normal plot should develop?

Tsk, it really makes it speechless.

After thinking about it, it had no choice but to answer, so it could only speak.

"Ahem, sorry, host. I played the winning defense this time, and I just checked it many times. The only one who has the memory this time is... you, host."

The system touched its nose awkwardly; it seemed to have failed again.

"For Miss Liuying, even if this experience has any impact on her, it is at most equivalent to the impact of having a very long dream. After waking up, she will forget everything in the dream, and at most only a very vague impression will be left!"

"It's almost like when she sees you, she won't even be dazed, but just thinks you look a little familiar, like she's seen you once in a huge crowd, and after she leaves, she'll forget about you."

"Any more is impossible!"

Listening to its words, Fan Mu fell silent, like the calm before the storm on the turbulent sea.

The aura emanating from his body was completely retracted, and he was like a statue, sitting quietly on the bed without any movement.

Time passed like this for a long time.

"that……"

Just when the system was hesitating whether to apologize first, Fan Mu finally spoke. He was not as irritable as imagined, nor did he yell. Instead, he was as peaceful as the water in a deep abyss. He slowly put down his hand that was about to penetrate into the flesh, and hummed in a low voice.

"Is that so... That's good... That's fine too."

"..."

"Huh?" The system was extremely surprised, and its voice unconsciously rose a degree, but soon became smaller again, because it knew that Fan Mu did not like to make a lot of noise, especially at this time.

"Why...why? Host, aren't you sad?"

"Sad?" Fan Mu lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the dimly glowing ceiling. His pupils were dilated, his thoughts drifting far away, but he was thinking about nothing. He was in a mindless daze.

"Yes, I am sad. How could I not be sad?" His voice was so soft, like the whisper of the wind.

After all, that was the first person he fell in love with!

"It's just that... without my memory, there's nothing I can do. A simulation... is just a simulation after all. Never mind. Maybe she can live a better life without me..."

"I have a mess of my own to deal with!"

The Fan Mu who said this seemed like a completely different person from when he just woke up.

"And didn't I ask you to do this? How could I blame you?"

He is not such an unreasonable person.

Fan Mu spoke calmly, as if he had let go of the girl he had loved for the past few years.

A few years, yes, only a few years at most.

His emotions just fluctuated so abnormally because he had just woken up and accepted the memories. Now he has completely recovered and figured out a lot of things. The memory in the simulation is just a tiny insignificant part of his long-term memory. At most, it can only be regarded as a deep memory imprinted in his soul.

It will be fine in two days... It will be fine in two days. In two days, it will return to its previous state and the impact will not be so serious.

He closed his eyes and said this to himself, then rubbed his eye sockets gently to wipe away the last trace of tears, as if nothing had just happened.

But how could this memory that was deeply engraved in the soul be ignored so easily? The revenge of memory has just begun.

The system remained silent and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Because it knew that Fan Mu, who was able to say these words, did not grow up, but was stimulated too much, and his brain activated the self-protection mechanism, so he was unable to recover for a while.

As for when we can recover?

He is not sure about this either. Maybe... on the day they meet again, because of a familiar scene or a familiar action, he will... fall into endless pain.

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Finished means the simulation is over. It is true that this book will be finished in October, but that is the end of the month, and I still want to take advantage of the full attendance to buy a computer.

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Also, I forgot one thing, collect the names of the light cones