Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Fan Mu held Kafka in his arms and walked into the room step by step.

When I arrived at her room, a small cloud of dust rose up as I opened the door.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed twice, took a step back holding the person, and did not go any further.

Standing at the door, Fan Mu finally saw the situation inside the room. The curtains were wide open, and the desks, bed, and floor were all covered with dust, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

"Haven't you cleaned it? No, isn't the living room quite clean?"

He frowned, not understanding why there was so much dust in this room. Looking at the living room, he knew that he had at least cleaned it before, even if he came back often. Why wasn't he cleaning here? Was it unnecessary or something?

crunch.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a slight sound of a door opening behind him. Turning around, he saw that his room had opened a crack, and a little head popped out from behind the door, timidly looking at him with its big round eyes blinking.

"star."

Fan Mu freed up one hand and made a hushing gesture, indicating her not to speak for the time being.

He had expected Xing to be here, after all, Kafka was here too.

"my room?"

Fan Mu carried Kafka to his original room. Unlike her room, his room was still the same as when he left except for the bedding on the bed. The windows and bed curtains were closed tightly, and there was no choking dust when he went in.

He reached out and touched the surrounding cabinets and bed. They were clean and looked like someone had cleaned them specially.

He looked at the person in his arms, and for a moment he was confused about what she was thinking.

"She must have cleaned my room. Did she clean it specially when she came back yesterday? It doesn't seem like it."

"Why does she clean my room and not her own?"

"Forget it, why think about this?"

He shook his head and put these doubts behind him for the time being.

Fan Mu leaned over and let Kafka's back press against the bed. He tried to pry open her hands that were wrapped around him gently, but he found that she was like an octopus. If he pried open one hand, the other would wrap around it.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, and he still couldn't break free. Kafka's strength was not what a normal person should have.

He sighed and prepared to break free in one go, even if this would wake her up, there was nothing he could do.

Waking up and falling asleep again is always like they are stuck together.

Kafka is already 16 years old, and his body is already in his 20s. It is inappropriate for them to sleep in each other's arms.

Maybe she was really tired. Even though he struggled to break free from her embrace roughly, she still didn't wake up. Her brows were just slightly furrowed, as if she was dissatisfied.

"Huh, where does this little girl get the strength?"

For some reason, although this was obviously not a very tiring thing, Fan Mu actually breathed a sigh of relief when he broke free from the embrace.

In May, the weather is still quite hot.

He sat on the edge of the bed, holding a corner of the quilt and covering her belly with it very considerately.

Looking at her sleeping profile, Fan Mu did not say anything. He first reported to Fang Yi that she was safe, and then sat there quietly, not in a hurry to leave.

"Hey hey! Daddy!"

A childish voice sounded beside his ear, and then his head felt a little heavier.

Xing lay on his head, looking at Kafka sleeping soundly on the bed, with puzzlement in her big round eyes. She asked in a puzzled voice: "Daddy, why is Mommy sleeping in the broad daylight?"

"She's sleepy, don't talk, let big sister have a good sleep."

Fan Mu gently helped Kafka tidy up the hair that was pressed against the side of her face. She was unconscious and responded to this question subconsciously, without paying any attention to the problem in her words.

"Oh."

He didn't know how long he sat by the bed until Kafka's whisper in her sleep brought his thoughts back to reality.

"Big brother."

His hand paused, the spirit returned to his eyes, and then he seemed to realize what he had done, and stood up and left the room in a panic.

Close it carefully when you go out.

Leaning against the wall, Fan Mu lowered her head and looked at her hands that had just been combing her hair in confusion.

Why would he do that?

They were obviously not familiar with each other anymore, so why would he help her cut her hair?

And why was she calling her own name in her sleep?

Why aren't you calling me grandma?

The more he thought about Fan Mu, the more confused he felt. In the end, he even thought...will this time be different?

"Big brother?"

My thoughts came back to me instantly, and the unrealistic fantasies in my mind disappeared like bubbles.

He shook his head with a smile, and without hesitation, rudely extinguished the tiny flame that had just ignited in his heart.

He thought this way every time, and the result was always the same.

This time I let go even earlier, and Kafka is the kind of person without emotions, and I didn't even pass half of the mission. Nothing was different.

"Xing, is there anything you want to eat?"

"Xing wants to eat everything!" The little man on the forehead replied happily at first, and then lowered his voice as if worried about Kafka who had just fallen asleep.

Went out and had breakfast.

"Boss, pack up some for me." Fan Mu shouted to the boss of the bun shop.

He looked down at the person in his arms again, "Xing, are you full?"

Xing burped a little.

"I am full."

"Okay, let's go back."

Fan Mu picked up the packed breakfast and wanted to rush back. As soon as he stood up, he saw a figure walking towards him in the distance.

"Grandma, are you coming for breakfast too?"

He just wanted to say hello in a friendly way, but he didn't expect Fang Yi to rush towards him.

"Xiao Fan, I didn't want to look for you, but Xiao Ka's behavior yesterday made me worry." Fang Yi had a worried face.

"What...what happened?"

Fan Mu also became serious.

"I won't say more. You're leaving in a few days, right? Will it take a long time this time?"

"Yeah." Fan Mu nodded, but he had never told Fang Yi about this idea, so how did the other party know about it?

"Xiao Fan, tell grandma the truth, is there any misunderstanding between you and Xiao Ka?"

"Grandma, why do you ask that?" Fan Mu asked back.

"Hey!" Fang Yi sighed and walked to his side. "Since two years ago, no, three years ago, I noticed that your relationship with Xiao Ka was getting worse and worse. I wouldn't say it was getting worse and worse, but you two are not as close as before."

"I still remember you were holding her when I first came to you. I never saw you holding her again after that."

"The child has grown up, it's not appropriate for me to hold him anymore." Fan Mu responded with a smile. He thought it was something else. "Grandma, you also know that we are not related by blood. If this gets out, it will be bad for Kafka's future."

"Yes, I do have concerns about this." Fang Yi looked straight into his eyes, as if she could see through his eyes and see into his heart, "But this is not the main reason, right?"