Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

The New Year has passed and people's lives are gradually returning to normal.

Kafka returned to the flower shop.

She didn't wait for Fan Mu to come back and was a little absent-minded while working.

"Xiao Ka, Xiao Ka?" Fang Yi called her softly twice.

"Well, I'm fine, grandma." Kafka shook her head.

"Why don't you take a two-day break?" Fang Yi looked at the girl in front of her with heartache, and couldn't help feeling a little resentful towards Fan Mu.

"It's okay, Kafka needs to grow up quickly and not cause trouble for her big brother!"

She needs to be able to stand on her own feet soon!

"Okay then!" Fang Yi sighed helplessly, but still followed her words lovingly. She loved Kafka very much!

"If you have any problems, come to Grandma!"

"it is good."

The days passed one by one, the seconds passed, and soon, the golden sunset shone on the earth in the evening, the warm wind blew, and it was time to get off work.

"Grandma, goodbye." Kafka came to the door of the store and said goodbye.

"Well, remember to go to bed early!" Looking at her leaving back, Fang Yi couldn't help but remind her.

Go home.

"Next year." Kafka squatted in front of a purple flower and whispered softly, "The flower will bloom next year."

She no longer lives in the flower shop, but has moved back in and comes back every day.

She returned to Fan Mu's room and took out a violin. She was very delicate and beautiful, and the dim and quiet environment in the room was also suitable for playing, but the music she played was...unsatisfactory.

She searched for the instructional video on her phone and started practicing.

Since her elder brother liked the violin, she started learning it. Maybe after she learned it, her elder brother would come back, and then she would play it for him every day!

The chaotic music kept echoing in the room. She played until very late, until there was no more sound of car horns outside the window. She carefully put down the violin in her hand, wrapped herself in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Compared to her original room, Fan Mu’s room now feels more like her place, just a little smaller.

The harsh and chaotic music gradually became melodious and graceful, and the warm spring breeze gradually became hot and then cold.

In October, she took a day off today. After more than a year, she came to the back mountain again and came to the wild peach tree.

The ground was bare and the peach trees stood there like dead trees.

She came to a creek again, where a crooked willow tree hung with a few remaining green leaves painting waves in the water.

"The peach blossoms fade, but they will bloom again. The swallows fly away, but they will come back. The willows wither, but they will turn green again. Big brother should be back next year."

Kafka walked on the land and in the grass.

She has grown a little taller, her hair has grown a little longer, her eyes have become a little bigger, her figure has become a little taller and straighter, her facial features are delicate and soft, and her childishness has faded. Now it seems that she has grown up to be a complete beauty.

She has now learned how to arrange flowers and grow them, and has earned a little money. Once she turns 18, she will be able to earn money to support herself.

"Brother, did I do something wrong?" The breeze blew, ruffling her hair. "I must have done something wrong!"

November, December, January, February.

It's the New Year again.

The same scenery, the same people, the same things as last year.

She tore off the old couplets and the word "Fu" in front of the door, took down the lanterns, and replaced them all with new ones.

New Year, New Year’s Eve.

Kafka sat by the window, looking at the people outside, waiting for Fanmu to return.

dong dong!

Two years later, the knock on the door finally sounded again.

Her eyes suddenly widened, her heart began to pound, and it seemed as if a green stamen in her eyes wanted to break through the ground. She trotted to the door and opened it.

Time seemed to stand still before her eyes, and she could see the door opening little by little.

"Xiaoka!"

The kind voice sounded, like a bucket of cold water that extinguished the expectations burning in her heart.

The throbbing in her eyes disappeared and turned into calmness. That moment was probably the closest she had ever come to realizing the emotions of anticipation and happiness.

"Grandma."

The door opened completely, revealing the figure of an old man.

"I brought you some food, you probably haven't eaten it yet!" Fang Yi said, taking out the bag in her hand!

"Grandma, please come in." Kafka stepped aside.

"Yeah." Fang Yi nodded with a smile and looked around as she entered the door.

Hasn't Fan come back yet?

After closing the door, Kafka sat back down by the window.

"Come, eat. I made these dumplings specially for you!"

Fang Yi casually moved a stool to sit next to her and took out a box from the bag in her hand, a disposable plastic box!

"Here, eat quickly!"

Kafka looked at the box in her hand. The dumplings inside had already grown cold. "Well, thank you, grandma."

She usually comes back after having dinner in the flower shop, and she can't cook.

"Why are you being polite?" Fang Yi saw her eat the dumplings with a smile on her face. She looked away to look out the window. The scenery was not very good.

"Xiao Ka..." She hesitated for a long time, until there were no more fireworks in the sky, "Would you like to be grandma's granddaughter?"

Kafka didn't say anything. Less than half a minute later, Fang Yi laughed and said, "When you get old, you tend to talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart, little Kafka!"

"Yeah." This time Kafka responded.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and Fang Yi said goodbye at this time.

"It's getting late, grandma, I'm going back first!"

"I'll take grandma there." Kafka stood up.

Fang Yi wanted to refuse, but no matter what she said, he wouldn't listen. She had no choice but to acquiesce to her behavior.

After going back and forth, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Kafka tidied herself up briefly and went to bed, burying her head in the pillow.

"Big brother."

She murmured in her sleep.

Star Dome Train.

"Aren't you going home yet?" Ji Zi sat on the soft sofa, elegantly crossing her legs, looking at Fan Mu who was teasing a little kid.

"And what are you going to do with this child? Adopt him or find someone you can trust?"

"Maybe in a few days." Fan Mu lifted the little baby's arms and raised her above his head, a burst of giggles rang out, and the love in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"I see the train schedule will be back soon, right? There's no need to change it just for me!"

"As for this child, I'll think about it again!"

"That's fine. We still have plenty of time, and there won't be any danger on the next few planets we visit!" Ji Zi nodded. She had no objection.

"I believe you can definitely cure your sister's problem!" she blessed in advance.

She has seen Fan Mu's efforts in the past two years. In addition to exploration, he has spent most of his time on reading. He has found six or seven methods, so there must be no problem!

"Then...thank you for your kind words!"

"Xing, come here and let your sister hug you!"

As soon as she spoke, the child shook his head like a rattle.

"Hey!"

"It seems that Xiaoxing still likes me more!"

Fan Mu said with a smile.