Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

evening.

Fan Mu didn't hesitate and chose to stay for dinner.

After the sunset, there is a long dark night. From this perspective, the golden sunset seems like the last rays of light from the sun, but the sun will eventually rise on the other side.

"Grandma, my phone was lost not long after I left. I'll give you the alimony you promised me now!"

At the dining table, Fan Mu said apologetically.

"I wanted to apply for a new card, but was rejected for various reasons. I had no choice but to do this."

"Oh! No, no, Xiaoka works very hard, even if it's deducted from her salary!"

Fang Yi quickly refused.

As if he was waiting for this sentence, Fan Mu suddenly smiled and said, "Well, I won't give it to you. We are all family anyway."

After saying that, he looked at Xing who was sitting on the chair next to him with a well-behaved face, and said in a doting and gentle tone, "Xing, you stay here for a day today. Big brother has something to do. Can I pick you up tomorrow?"

Although it was a question, he had no intention of listening to the advice. He turned to look at the other figure at the table and said, "Kafka, please help me take care of Xing. I'll come back tomorrow!"

"...Um."

Kafka agreed, but Fanmu left before she agreed.

After he left, Fang Yi suddenly spoke up, sighing, "I didn't expect that after only two years away, the young man would bring back a baby!"

"But it's good to have a baby. The baby is so cute. I believe her mother must be a very beautiful person too!"

Hearing this, Kafka put down her chopsticks and walked to Xing, squatted down, looked into her big, shining eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and pursed her lips.

She seemed to understand why her elder brother liked her so much!

Is it because she laughs?

"Are you big brother's child?" she asked softly, her voice as emotionless as ever.

"Well, I'm Daddy's child!"

When facing her, there was no fear in Xing's eyes. Instead, he waved at her actively, as if asking for a hug!

Seeing her actions, Kafka was stunned and then asked: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

You know, when others hear her indifferent voice, they don't want to get too close to her and think she is a weirdo.

Xing said optimistically: "Don't be afraid, Daddy said that Big Sister is a good person!"

Hearing this answer, Kafka unconsciously curled up the corners of her mouth, and the bad thoughts in her mind disappeared, but there was still a trace of resentment from nowhere in her heart that could not be erased.

She gently picked up Xing.

Since he is the older brother's child, it is natural for her as the older sister to take care of him, right?

"No one can bully Xing from now on!"

She asked the question that had always been on her mind, "Who is your mother?"

"Mom?" Xing bit her finger, frowned, and shook her head vigorously, "No, I don't have a mom, only a dad."

No mother?

"How about you be my mother, big sister!"

Hearing these shocking words, Kafka's heart seemed to skip a beat. For some reason, she agreed.

"it is good."

outside the store.

Fan Mu watched this scene in silence. The moment Kafka took the initiative to pick up Xing, he felt relieved and turned away.

"System, how is it? Any results?"

"...Yes, this method is simple, but..." The system's voice was strange and hesitant.

He asked directly: "What should I do?"

The system is no longer hidden, "...Strategy."

"?Strategy?"

When he heard this answer, Fan Mu thought there was something wrong with his ears, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this method was fine.

"I told you so!" the system's sullen voice sounded, "I told you to conquer others from the beginning, but you didn't listen. Now you can't even copy the answer right in front of you!"

"This mission is likely to fail again."

If the task is compared to a Chinese language test, then now is the last ten minutes of checking time. Should I copy the answers?

Even if you have written all the previous parts, the composition cannot be completed unless all the previous parts are correct, otherwise you will fail no matter how you calculate it!

Putting everything aside, Fan Mu couldn't imagine what kind of beast could do such a thing to the family member he had taken care of for more than six years.

He said something that could barely be considered encouraging, "There's still some time, don't give up so early."

But he also knew in his heart that this mission would most likely not be accomplished. He had tried so many methods, but to no avail. Was it really meaningful to continue?

"Hey! Let's find a hotel first."

He shook his head, put these thoughts behind him, looked at the dim sky, and decided to find a place to rest first.

Since Kafka now lives in the flower shop, she has probably moved out of the house she rented two years ago because the rent has expired, so there is no need to go back.

"System, do you think it would be better if we started all over again?"

The system's strange voice sounded, "If everything really starts over again, I will definitely change the host as soon as possible."

"........."

Inside the hotel, three floors high.

Fan Mu leaned against the window and looked at the round moon in the sky, holding a glass of wine in his hand. For the first time, confusion appeared in his eyes. He looked around and found that he was the only one there.

Unlike during the day, there was no longer a gentle smile on his face, he had lost his confidence, and his whole body exuded an aura of loneliness.

"Failed again."

He laughed at himself. Although he advised the system not to give up, in his heart he had already given up the moment all seven methods failed!

"The mission...is so annoying."

At the last minute, just be willful for once.

Thinking of this, he drank the wine in his hand. The story in the wine glass told the vicissitudes of life. Drinking alone late at night, his mouth full of bitterness, a tear slipped into the wine glass, turning into a wisp of sadness.

He had banned alcohol decades ago, and now he was not very good at drinking. After a few drinks, he got drunk and fell on the sofa, shielding his eyes with his hands weakly.

The intoxication after drinking cannot cover up the deep pain and sadness in the heart.

After completing a hundred-year mission, he was a little tired. He had lived long enough, and sometimes his life was quite hard. Now thinking about it, it seemed that he only lived for himself at the beginning, and after that he was no longer himself.

Maybe...it's time for him to end it all!

As he thought about it, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Let this be his final chapter.