Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"It's you!"

There was no longer any tenderness in Kafka's eyes. Two pistols appeared in her hands. Without questioning or doubt, she pulled the trigger again and again, wanting to kill the man in black in front of her.

She didn't care why the person in front of her wanted to kill Fan Mu, nor did she care about the person's identity. She only knew that he must die and must be buried with her older brother!

Bullet after bullet was fired from the gun. The man in front of him neither dodged nor evaded, and remained silent from beginning to end. The bullets embedded in his flesh, but strangely, no blood flowed out.

The owner of the dream died, and the world began to fall apart. The golden sky seemed like broken glass, with cracks spreading across the air, then shattered and the sky fell down.

The surrounding high-rise buildings turned into starlight and began to dissipate, and finally the world returned to nothingness, including the man in black. It all happened very quickly. In less than half a minute, the world fell into darkness, without a trace of light.

Kafka's hand holding the gun was shaking, and finally the gun fell to the ground. She knelt down, gasping for breath, and only then did her sanity slowly return.

"Kafka..."

Liuying also spoke with clenched fists. She was wearing armor at the moment, and flames were emanating from her body, slightly lighting up the surroundings. She didn't know why when Fan Mu died just now, her heart felt like it was being torn apart. It hurt so much, so much!

Before the two could figure out what was going on, tiny dots of fireflies slowly appeared in the darkness in the distance. Then the light grew brighter and brighter. They gathered together as if they had intelligence.

Soon, the outlines of tall buildings formed in the fireflies, followed by the beach, the crowds, the sky, the sun, and finally the Ferris wheel.

The hustle and bustle of the city rang in their ears again. The two looked at the scene in front of them, and their dreams began to reorganize. The sun was high in the sky, a breeze was blowing, and the salty sea breeze smelled on their noses. Everything became the same as when they first arrived.

On the distant beach, Fan Mu’s figure could be vaguely seen playing, as if nothing had happened just now, it was just a dream.

The two came to the beach and looked at Fan Mu who was surrounded by the crowd, and did not move forward for a long time.

"Hi? We meet again!"

……

This time, Kafka and Liuying did not get closer, but just stood quietly not far away, guarding against the arrival of the man in black!

Without the two approaching, many people gathered around Fan Mu, including a university professor with green hair, a neighboring career girl with her sister, a junior school girl with cat ears, and a cute little painter...

Generally, a person who dreams of so many women wants to do something, but Fanmu is different. Here, beside them, he just happily chats with them, listens to them talk about their troubles, sits aside and draws with them, plays small games, and sleeps...

He treated these beauties like brothers, yet maintained a sense of propriety.

The smile on Fan Mu's face never stopped throughout the entire afternoon. He was smiling happily, as if this was what he had always dreamed of!

Time passed quickly and it was four o'clock in the afternoon. The sun began to set. Just like last time, Fan Mu looked at the time, started packing, and went out with a bag on his back.

This time, Kafka was squatting near the place where the man in black appeared last time, while Liuying was checking everywhere. This time, they would definitely not let Fanmu encounter any accidents!

She promised so, but when Fan Mu walked back to the overpass and reached the same position, the man in black did not appear again.

Kafka thought she had been discovered and was about to open the road, but suddenly, the viaduct collapsed right under Fan Mu's feet. Time stopped flowing again and the world fell into darkness again!

After a moment, the dream reorganized and everything returned to its original state, as if everything was just a dream within a dream!

Everything was so coincidental, and nothing happened at all the first time the viaduct was built.

……

In the dim restaurant under the setting sun, Kafka called out to Fanmu who was about to go back to pack his bags.

"Wait a minute, sit for a while!"

"Huh? Why?"

Fan Mu asked in confusion.

"If you don't move around, there will be a lot of people and it will be very crowded!"

"It's okay, we can take a taxi!" Kafka shook her head slowly and said, "We'll pay for the taxi!"

Since there are men in black on the viaduct and since the viaduct can collapse, none of this should happen as long as we avoid the viaduct.

"Okay!" Fan Mu sat down again, turned his head, and looked straight at the sea under the sunset. The golden sunset shone on the boy's face, stretching his back very long.

None of the three spoke. Kafka and Liuying were giving warnings, while Fanmu was simply staring at the sea in a daze.

"do you know?"

Suddenly, he spoke, attracting the attention of the two, "From the moment I saw you today, I thought we were friends, although now we are..."

"When I saw you just now, I felt very familiar with you. Very familiar, as if we have known each other for a long time and have a good relationship, but I just can't remember it."

"But that feeling only lasts for a moment... Never mind, why am I saying all this!"

"It must be an illusion."

Fan Mu stood up and stretched hard, with a faint smile on his face, looking relaxed and happy. "The weather is really nice today. I made two new friends. It's a wonderful day!"

"if……"

When he spoke the last part, his voice was so low that Kafka and the others could not hear clearly what he was saying.

After stretching, Fan Mu did not sit down, but stood there, staring into the distance. He just stood there without moving for so long that when the two of them noticed something unusual, the world had already collapsed!

Fan Muta...died again!

Everything was so sudden.

Before the world collapsed, Kafka saw Fanmu for the last time. It was a dagger stuck in his heart, and in front of him was an extremely familiar figure in a black robe.

The setting sun was behind him, and the black hat and shadow covered his entire face, making it impossible to see what he looked like under the shadow.

She pounced with all her might, but once again missed.

The man in black...also turned into ashes.

The world fell into darkness, and fireflies appeared from nowhere, reconstructing this dream.