Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Another year has passed, and this year Kafka is 16 years old.

May is the middle of summer.

"Xiao Ka, these are the flowers that the old man next door wanted. Don't forget to give them to him later!"

Shouts were heard from the cool flower shop.

"Ah."

Kafka held the rose in her hand without raising her head.

"By the way, Xiaoka, don't go back for the time being!" Fang Yi looked at her with a smile, "The redbud flowers should be in full bloom in the next few days, so just stay with grandma!"

She looked towards a windowsill not far away where the sun could shine. There was a new bud about to bloom, crystal clear, and purple sunlight shone through it.

"……okay."

After hesitating for a while, she agreed.

She wanted to go back and wait for her big brother, but grandma had also been waiting for this flower to bloom for a long time.

"Okay, go and deliver the flowers first! And...go for a walk in the back hills more often at night!" Fang Yi said something confusing.

I walked outside the store holding the flowers, and the hot air instantly swept over me.

Kafka walked on the street, looking at the various shops on the street, and her thoughts couldn't help but wander.

She has saved a lot of money now. Although it is still a long way from opening a store of her own, she still starts to fantasize about what kind of store she wants to open when she has money.

Passing by a clothing store, she stopped subconsciously.

Looking at the clothes she was wearing, she suddenly realized that the last time she bought clothes was when she was 12 years old, when she was still living with her older brother.

Looking at the various clothes in the store, and the couples and siblings trying on clothes inside, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth without her knowing when, even though she had no emotions.

In a trance, she seemed to see her older brother through their figures.

As long as she opens her own shop, she will have a lot of money and can support herself without bothering her older brother.

This has always been her goal and it has never changed.

She also wanted to find her own feelings. After all, her elder brother had this intention, but she had no desire for feelings. Compared to this, money was more real.

Once she has money, her big brother can stay with her forever.

She has now also learned how to thread a needle, mend clothes, weave, wash clothes and do housework.

After some time she decided to learn how to cook so that she could take better care of her older brother.

Walking on this street that she had walked countless times, she came to a snack bar not far away.

"Second uncle, your flowers."

"Hey! Thank you." A strong old man came over with a candy in his hand.

"Please excuse me, Xiaoka!"

"No trouble."

After delivering the flowers, she counted in her heart, returned to the door of the flower shop, put her hand on the door handle, and was about to push it open, but as if something happened in her heart, her heartbeat quickened, and she suddenly looked up at the sky!

The blazing sun and endless blue sky, nothing else.

She still did not enter the store. She squinted her eyes, and even though her eyes were hurt by the golden sunlight, she still looked up at the sky. The strange feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she always felt like there was something in the sky.

"Xiao Ka?" At this time, a puzzled shout came from the store.

Before she could respond, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky and then grew rapidly. It turned out to be a train, a train traveling in the air!

Seeing this scene, Kafka's pupils shrank, and her previous memories resurfaced in her mind. She remembered this train.

"Big brother." She murmured uncertainly, her voice no longer as dull as before and finally had subtle emotional fluctuations.

Ignoring the shouts from behind her, she ran towards the back mountain.

She remembered the look her older brother gave the red-haired older sister.

She had a hunch that her older brother was there, in that train.

She ran at full speed, so fast that it didn't seem like a normal person's speed. For some reason, the train was not falling very fast from the air, but was falling at a relatively slow speed.

Back mountain.

When the train finally landed, Kafka was already not far from it.

Her eyes were fixed on the train in front of her, and her heart was beating fast, as if something was about to burst out.

Wow!

The train door opened slowly. Actually, there was not much sound, it could be said to be very small, but the sound was extremely loud in her ears.

As the train door opened, several crisp sounds fell into her ears, and at this moment her heart skipped a beat!

"You're back!" A familiar voice full of sigh was heard.

"Well, let's do as we agreed beforehand." Another gentle voice sounded, "Go and sort things out first, and then a week later..."

Kafka did not hear the following words, because her attention was already firmly drawn to the young man's face the moment she saw it.

At this moment, time around me seemed to slow down.

There was still that familiar smile on his gentle face. He was not very tall, but he gave people a broad and reliable feeling.

The handsome and warm face slowly overlapped with the figure in the impression.

"Big brother."

She rushed towards Fan Mu at an extremely fast speed and was about to collide with him, but she stopped abruptly 1 meter away from him.

Can't cause trouble to big brother.

"Big brother." She called again, her voice very slowly and softly.

She didn't know what mood or expression she should have when facing Fan Mu, and in the end she could only smile.

Her heart told her that she should be excited and happy, but she didn't know what those two feelings felt like.

"Kafka?"

As soon as he got off the train, he saw the person coming, Fan Mu's tone was a little suspicious. He didn't understand why she was here.

"Well, welcome back, big brother."

There was no welcome ceremony and nothing worth celebrating, but this simple sentence contained a lot.

"I'm back!" Fan Mu laughed, "I just happened to come find you!"

As he spoke, he took out a small, bulging bag from the system space.

I opened the bag and saw a lot of miscellaneous things inside.

When they first met, he didn't give her a hug, didn't say a word, and took out the good things he found without any explanation.

He imagined what the scene would be like and what kind of mood the two would be in when they met again, but he didn't expect it to be like this, peaceful.

He was wrong, there was no excitement, no thrill.

Ji Zi looked at the encounter in front of her as if they had never been apart. She curled her lips in boredom, thinking she was watching a good show.

Seeing that there was nothing interesting to watch, she left quietly and went to the surrounding area to see if the train was scratched by the landing. This was her job and responsibility.

Kafka tilted her head and just watched quietly without asking any questions.