Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Kafka, get up and eat."

"Kafka, is this dress beautiful?"

"Kafka, this is delicious, eat more."

"Kafka..."

Gentle voices fell into Kafka's ears as gently as moonlight, and she slowly opened her eyes from her sleep.

"Karf..." The voice at the door stopped abruptly, and then changed its tone, "You're awake, get up and eat!"

Kafka looked at Fan Mu, who was standing at the door wearing a pink apron and sunglasses, and nodded. Compared to before, she could already make some body movements and looked a lot more lively.

"You got up on time today, that's great!" Squatting down, Fan Mu gently stroked her head, smiling, and praised her in a tone of doting on a child.

However, Kafka is indeed a little brat now.

Fan Mu reached out to help her tidy up her hair which was a little messy due to sleeping. "Okay, let's eat first. I'll tell you good news later!"

Seeing Kafka looking at him, Fan Mu kept the secret meaningfully.

A month had passed since their first meeting, and Kafka still spoke very little and never expressed any emotion, but he was not in a hurry.

He has met both autistic girls and emotionally deficient girls, and all he needs to do is give them time.

At the dinner table, Fan Mu was still feeding Kafka in small bites. Every bite she took was very small, but he was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Host, be careful and don't fall in love again!" The system in his mind couldn't help but remind him after seeing his expression.

Fan Mu paused as he stretched out the spoon, spilling some of the porridge. "I know."

When he handed the spoon to Kafka again, she didn't take any bites, but looked at him with lifeless eyes. Meeting such eyes, Fan Mu dodged unconsciously.

Did she notice something?

"Okay, I'll tell you!" Fan Mu smiled and brought up the topic, "I've taken care of all the relationships at school. I'll take you to school tomorrow. How about that? Are you happy?"

Kafka tilted her head, looked at his happy face, hesitated for a moment, and uttered a light, "Yeah."

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion."

If you want to find love, you still need to find more connections, preferably with people of the same age.

"Here." Fan Mu picked up a vegetable and said, "Open your mouth."

Time passes slowly, not quickly, but it feels like it happens in a flash.

night.

Inside the dimly lit house.

"What story should we tell today?" Fan Mu sat on the bed, thinking, "Let's talk about the seven dwarfs and Snow White!"

"Once upon a time, there was a kingdom with a wicked queen. The queen had an ancient magic mirror that knew all the secrets of the world. One day, the queen looked into the magic mirror and asked..."

Kafka lay flat on the bed, but her eyes were on Fan Mu who was telling a story.

A warm and gentle voice echoed in the house. After a story was finished, looking at Kafka who had fallen asleep without him noticing, Fan Mu carefully pressed down the quilt, quietly closed it, and walked out of the room.

"Host, I always feel like something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" At this time, the smile on Fan Mu's face had disappeared, but his voice was still gentle, as if he had always been like this.

"Are you serious again?" The system's suspicious voice sounded.

"A little bit." Fan Mu did not hide it. They have been together for a month and have developed some feelings for each other. There was a hint of fatigue in his voice. It was the fatigue in his heart. He had been pretending for too long and had to suppress the growing emotions in his heart.

"why?"

"It's really hard not to be sincere." Fan Mu smiled bitterly, "You know me. I can pretend for a day or two, but I can't keep pretending forever."

"Besides, a well-behaved girl in distress is easy to be attracted to, isn't it?"

"...Forget it, I don't care, it's up to you." In the mind, the system turned its face away, "If you get hurt again, you deserve it!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fan Mu said lovingly.

.........

The red morning sunlight shone into the house through the glass, and through the water drops on the window, Kafka's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water drops slid down, and finally she slowly opened her eyes.

school.

"Kafka, make sure you get along well with your classmates when you go to school. If you encounter any trouble, find..." At the school gate, there were crowds of people. Fan Mu squatted on the ground wearing sunglasses and advised her.

It was very noisy all around, with the honking of cars, the hawking of vendors, and the laughter and complaints of children. Fan Mu's voice was not loud, but Kafka listened to it all with an expressionless face.

This conversation lasted for a long time, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around. Fan Mu suppressed the urge to continue talking and patted her shoulder gently.

"Okay, go ahead." Watching Kafka walk into the school, Fan Mu was not sure whether she had listened to his advice or not. Finally, he shouted worriedly, "Remember, you must be happy. Nothing else matters!"

Hearing his call, Kafka looked back and saw Fan Mu waving goodbye to her, tilting his head, and walking back into the school.

back home.

Fan Mu, however, couldn't sit down. He kept pacing in the living room, wiping the table and tiles from time to time. He couldn't rest for a moment.

"Okay, okay, stop shaking. If you're worried, just tell me. It's like you can't see me. You're making me dizzy!" The system's irritable voice sounded.

"Isn't it because you don't want me to get emotional? I'm trying to let it go." Fan Mu explained.

"I'm trying to let it go," the system repeated his words sarcastically, "Come on!"

"We have been together for nearly a hundred years. I know everything you fart when you stick your butt out, and I still let it go. I have learned this lesson dozens of times in the past hundred years. Have you changed?"

"Isn't this an attempt?" Fan Mu said with a wry smile.

"Tsk, it's just my bad luck. If I had used a different system, it would have run away long ago. I'm going to sleep. I've put the projection in front of you, you can watch it or not!" The system's muffled voice sounded, and after that, no matter how Fan Mu called it, it no longer responded.

"System? System?" Looking at the screen that occupied most of his vision, Fan Mu smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I don't want to watch it, there's nothing I can do!"

"Ugh."

He put away the rag in his hand, washed his hands, took off his sunglasses and placed them on the table beside him, then sat on the stool. He said he didn't want to watch it, but his eyes kept glancing at the screen uncontrollably.

In the picture, it seems to be lunch time. Most of the students, including Kafka, have gone to bed. Only a few naughty children are making noise.

Seeing that Kafka was adapting well to the school, Fan Mu didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth had involuntarily curled up.

Looking at her sleeping, Fan Mu was dazed for a moment, and his thoughts gradually drifted away. Just when he was about to fall into memories, the movement in the picture brought his thoughts back and he frowned unconsciously.