Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Fanmu! Fanmu!"

In a small wooden house in the mountains, there was a sound of ghostly howling coming from inside the house. A very beautiful child was twisting his body on the sofa, twisting in darkness.

"What's wrong, little ancestor?"

Fan Mu sighed helplessly, put down the broom, walked over, and met a pair of smart gray eyes.

"I'm hungry!"

It's hard, the fist is hard.

"Can't you go look in the fridge yourself?"

"No!" The child raised his head proudly, "I want you to get it for me, I don't want to move!"

The child was wearing unisex clothing and his pretty face made it hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

Boom!

"Hey!"

"Don't make me whip you on a happy day."

Fan Mu had a gloomy face. The thing in front of him would only shine with a little sunshine. Occasionally, when he was in a good mood and helped her get something once or twice, he would become too arrogant.

"Huh~"

The little girl in front of him had a look of disbelief on her face. She covered her smooth forehead which was gradually turning red and said angrily: "I have been with you all the way here, and now you are not happy to ask me to get some food for you!"

"Oh! Men only know how to destroy bridges after crossing them!"

Boom!

There was another crisp sound.

Fan Mu's face turned even darker, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and went into the kitchen. Not long after, he came out with a big bowl of peeled fruit in his hand.

Although the little thing conjured by the system looked pretty, its mouth was still as stinky as ever. Normally, he had no intention of taking care of it. If it spoke a little nicer and said nice things, he would never treat it like this!

Looking at her contented movements while eating, she completely lacked the reserve and elegance of a girl or a woman, and just wolfed the food down. If she were dressed in a little boy's clothes, she would definitely be considered a handsome little brat in front of outsiders.

Looking at her eating watermelon with her mouth full and the watermelon juice dripping on her white clothes, Fan Mu's eyebrows twitched and he couldn't help but say, holding his forehead.

"Why did you create a female body?"

"If it doesn't work, you can change to a man."

“I feel tired watching this.”

Although he would beat the system regardless of whether it was a man's or a woman's body if necessary, the guilt he felt for beating a boy was always less than that for beating a girl.

And... judging by her current appearance, it has dispelled a lot of his expectations of having a daughter.

"I do not want it."

The girl squinted at him with contempt in her eyes, her mouth still puffed up, and she did not stop eating.

"What do you care what I choose?"

"Besides, just building this body has consumed most of my energy. How can I have the energy to build another one?"

"..."

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind. Fan Mu turned his head away, not wanting to look at her anymore. He picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor, doing his housework.

Sweep the floor, mop the toilet, organize things...

Fan Mu was clearing up a pile of debris on the table when he suddenly saw a newspaper. What caught his eye was the bounty offered jointly by the Star Train and the Star Core Hunter.

Picking it up, his eyes were rather complicated. It had been some time since he came back from Pinocchio, but he had never contacted the train and the hunters. He only left a letter saying that I was fine and I was leaving the train.

The days on the train were not suitable for him. To be honest, he did not like the constant exploration and moving forward. He had lost his passion a long time ago. All he wanted now was to sit quietly in a remote corner with the person he loved and his family, without being disturbed by anyone, and live a happy and peaceful life.

Everyone on the train was very nice, but he didn't fit in.

And on the hunter side, there are Kafka and Firefly.

Kafka had grown up and no longer needed his protection. He could probably guess what they were doing. It was a very, very big thing, even concerning the survival of the universe. He had no reason to disturb them.

As for Firefly, Fan Mu fumbled with his fingers. There was something missing in his system space. Because of the missing light cone, he roughly knew where it was.

But...he is not him after all!

He also knew that Liuying would not treat him as him!

The great philosopher he liked was already dead, and he only had that memory. Even that experience was fictional and did not exist here, in reality.

It’s like a dream, people fall in love and meet in the dream, then wake up and dream of each other in reality. So is the lover in the dream and the lover in reality the same person?

No.

Even...even now...

When he thought of this, his eyes dimmed unconsciously, but fortunately, as for Xier, at least in reality, their experiences were real and no longer illusory.

Would Xier think that her older brother was dead and that she was just a replacement?

He recalled their first meeting after the simulation. Although there was some residual consciousness of Xinghe at work, the main body was still Xier, but the subconscious mind took over.

Probably...no.

I shook my head and stopped thinking about it. There was no answer to this kind of thing. The more I thought about it, the deeper I would sink and the more irritated I would become.

After everything was packed up, he looked up at the clock on the wall while sitting on the sofa. It was 11 o'clock in the morning. It was getting late and it was time to make lunch.

Then the sound of fried rice crackling was heard in the house again, accompanied by a burst of fragrance, and the sound of footsteps came from the second floor.

Xier rubbed her eyes, held the handle with sleepy eyes, and slowly walked down the stairs. Looking at his busy back in the kitchen, she slowly hugged him from behind, buried her cheek in his back and rubbed it, muttering.

"Big brother..."

Feeling the warmth behind him, Fan Mu smiled faintly across the screen, his eyes softened unconsciously, and he spoke softly.

"Are you awake? Go wash your hands. The food will be ready soon."

"...Um."

Xier nodded and rubbed it a few more times before reluctantly letting go. After washing her hands in the bank, she felt the temperature of the cold water in her hands and regained some energy.

"Brother, what time is it now?"

"It's about 11 o'clock."

"Huh? Did I sleep for so long?"

Xier looked around and found that the whole room was tidy and clean. She pouted in dissatisfaction, put her hands on her hips and questioned.

"Didn't we say that I was the one sweeping the floor today? Why did you sweep my floor?"

"I see that you haven't woken up yet. I want you to sleep a little longer." Fan Mu smiled dotingly.

"Then can't you just leave it there? I'll sweep it when I wake up!" Xier still looked dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, my fault. I won't do it again next time."

Turning off the fire, Fan Mu put the last dish into the plate and wiped his hands, then hugged him, buried his head in her neck, leaned close to her ear, and said with a wicked breath.

"Besides...I am also responsible for you waking up so late today, right?"

Hearing this, Xier's ears suddenly turned red. It was unclear if it was because of the heat or the itchiness in her ears. But even though it became like this, she still remained stubborn.

"What's your responsibility? I was so bored that I fell asleep!"

"Oh?" Fan Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was also a little unhappy to hear that. "Then... try again tonight?"

"..."

Xier fell silent instantly, and her waist ached slightly.

Compared to the past, I don’t know why she looks a little rosy today, and her whole body exudes a different aura.

The system, sitting on the sofa, watched this scene from afar, then looked at the second bowl of fruit he had just taken out of the refrigerator, and suddenly felt less hungry and a little bloated.