Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"No, handsome boy, when did you come?"

Ji Zi's eyes widened, and she looked at Fan Mu beside her with a puzzled and bewildered expression, holding the ice watermelon that had been bitten a few times in her hand.

"I...have been here for some time." Fan Mu looked at her and smiled. He didn't expect that although they were in the same position, their personalities were actually similar.

"Then...you...I..." Ji Zi became incoherent for a moment, opened her mouth, and finally said: "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Yeah." Fan Mu nodded with amusement, and had a teasing thought in his mind. Sister Ji Zi in this world looked like she was only in her teens, optimistic and cheerful.

"I've been listening since you started swearing." He paused and continued, "Well, it's been a while."

After hearing this, her heart was finally at peace. The persona of the gentle big sister next door collapsed. Ji Zi gave up on herself and started to eat the watermelon, looking straight ahead, as if Fan Mu did not exist beside her.

Seeing her like this, Fan Mu's smile widened.

"By the way, have you thought about coming to me?" Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, Ji Zi was the first to give in and asked.

So fast, it’s only been two days. She thought it would take some time to think about it.

"Well, there's nothing to be nostalgic about here. In comparison, it's more practical to help Kafka regain her feelings. This is what I promised others!" Fan Mu replied while biting a watermelon.

"Is that so?" Ji Zi felt something was wrong, but she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she stretched out her hand and pinched the air.

"?" Fan Mu looked at her with some doubt.

"Watermelon." The words are simple, just two words.

"Oh." He was always gentle to everyone, let alone the other person was Ji Zi. He took out a piece of ice watermelon from the system space and handed it to her.

Ji Zi took the watermelon and started eating it in big mouthfuls. Anyway, the image she had been maintaining had been shattered, so she might as well go for it.

"By the way, where did you get the icy watermelon? You're taking things from the void, are you a destiny traveler?" She ate some watermelon and said vaguely.

"This watermelon I just bought. As for the ice..." After thinking for a moment, he replied: "You can think of it as one of my abilities."

How could he be called a destiny traveler? He could take things from the void only because of the system space. As for why it was made of ice, he could only say that Honkai was omnipotent!

"Oh!"

At the end of April, the days were getting very close to May, and the day of departure was set, so Fan Mu asked for his resignation.

When I returned home and looked at the deserted house, my mood, which had just eased, became heavy again. It turned out that no matter how many times I experience this kind of thing, I will still be sad in the end.

"call!"

After letting out a breath, Fan Mu started to do housework. Even though he was leaving, he still had to do these chores. Although Kafka's behavior made him feel a little chilled, he was used to it.

In the past, he might have been angry and left in a huff, but now he no longer had such thoughts. It was meaningless. Besides, he was just falling from the position of her closest person, not a breakup. After all, they had been together for six years, and feelings could not be erased overnight.

Now Kafka is still his good sister, and he is still a good brother. Isn’t it natural for a brother to take care of his sister?

The only sound in the small and silent room was the "swish" of the broom sweeping the floor. He had not said a word since he came back and was sweeping the three-acre land in silence.

It was still daylight and people were flowing outside the window. The room, which had not been very soundproofed in the past, was eerily quiet at this moment. Even the buzzing of cars could not be heard.

The green plant on the windowsill swayed in the wind. It was already as high as two fingers. The leaves were emerald green with clear lines, and it looked like it was well cared for.

The sky gradually darkened and became mottled with golden color. The sunlight filled the entire room. It seemed as if the house was coated with a layer of brilliant gold, which gradually changed color and finally turned into bright red.

Fan Mu sat alone in his room and did not cook as usual.

'bite!'

The cell phone on the cabinet inside the house made a crisp sound, not loud, but it echoed throughout the room.

Kafka: "Big brother, sleep at grandma's house tonight."

After just a glance, he silently turned off the phone. The bones in his waist seemed to be broken, and he fell backwards, hitting the stiff mattress heavily.

Night falls.

The dark night sky reflects the lonely silhouette, and loneliness permeates the air like a silent music.

The silence of the night is only broken by the moonlight, and a lonely shadow dances alone on the empty land outside the window.

Tonight, Fan Mu pulled the bed curtains and went to bed early.

The next day, at dawn, the sun goddess awakened Fanmu with her abundant love.

He got up very late today and slept until eight in the morning. This was a rare time when he woke up naturally. Unexpectedly, he did not have a nightmare last night.

He thought he would dream about things in the past, which were very plain and uneventful. He couldn't even remember the content of the dream.

Fan Mu sat quietly beside the bed and pulled open the bed curtains. What greeted him was the Sun Goddess's even more crazy love. Faced with this love, he couldn't open his eyes.

His hand groped around the bedside until he put on his sunglasses and could see the sun clearly. Outside the window were passing vehicles and bustling crowds of people, a very ordinary scene.

It was so ordinary that he didn't know what to do or what to do.

In the past, he should have been doing laundry and cooking, but now that Kafka no longer lived in the house, there was naturally no need to do so.

What to do?

What would he have done at this time in the past?

Fan Mu thought about it seriously. Some time ago, he responded to Sister Ji Zi's request to accompany him to relax. Later, when Sister Ji Zi was not around, he would lock himself in the house. Later, when he grew up and matured, he would... brag to the system.

"System?" he called softly.

"What's up? Why do you want to call me so early in the morning?" A lazy voice sounded in my mind, as if the man was still sleepy.

"It's okay, I just called you!" he replied.

"........."

"Don't make me beat you."

"Haha!" Fan Mu had a faint smile on his face. He didn't apologize, but he felt inexplicably happier. It was really strange.

"We will definitely accomplish the task this time!"

Just when the system was about to take action, it heard him say this, and was stunned, asking in confusion.

"Why do you say that suddenly?"

"I don't know, but I will definitely complete the task this time!"

There was a gleam in his eyes, but it didn't look bright. It was like a dim star, emitting its last glimmer of light across the distant universe.