Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

“Do you have a good place to go?”

Fan Mu asked, following behind her.

Xier looked back at him, hesitation flashed in her blue eyes, and finally she turned her head away.

Is this for you to follow or not?

Touching his head, Fan Mu decided to shut up and follow her. As the saying goes, since you have done all the good things you can do, you might as well do it to the end.

Of course, the bigger reason is that the other person is just a child, and he was also a child before, so he has more patience with children.

Seeing her walking crookedly, with a tense face and looking a little uncomfortable, he actually wanted to go over and help her, but he knew that approaching her rashly would have the opposite effect.

For this kind of child, we need to proceed step by step.

I followed her through many twists and turns, and after I didn't know how many times, a small wooden house finally appeared in front of me.

No wonder he didn’t find it before, it was hidden so deep?

Xier pushed the door open and walked in!

"Can I come in?" Fan Mu asked standing at the door.

The fact that the other party took him to his hiding place had already shown his attitude, but sometimes asking a question can leave a good impression.

Just like some autistic children in an orphanage, although you know where his nest is, if you barge into his nest on your own, it will only make him uncomfortable. But if you ask him a question, it will be different, at least he will feel better.

Of course he would be more comfortable if you didn't bother him.

Fan Mu knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside after a while. He carefully pushed the door open a little and stuck his head in, only to see her holding some medicine that she got from somewhere, cleaning the wound on her forehead.

"How can you be like this? Don't move, don't move!" He hurriedly stopped her. How could the wound heal if you just sprinkled some medicine on it without washing it?

Xier paused and did not answer, continuing to wipe the wipe.

"Why don't you listen to my advice?" Fan Mu walked into the house and grabbed her hand that was applying medicine, but his hand was immediately pulled back.

Xier stood up and looked at him with a threatening look in her eyes. Fan Mu understood that she meant for him to stay away.

This attitude is much better than when they first met. At least now as long as they don't get too close, both sides can get along.

Fan Mu was speechless, but still had a gentle smile on his face. He took out a bottle of water from somewhere in his hand, opened it and took a sip, then put the rest on the ground and took two steps back.

"Use this water to clean the wound first!"

Xier looked at the water on the ground, swallowed, and did not move.

"This water is clean. I just took a sip. Don't worry." Fan Mu said, and took two steps back to the door.

Looking at his figure standing at the door, Xier looked at the water on the ground again, swallowed again, and obvious entanglement and desire flashed in her eyes.

Fan Mu stopped talking and just waited quietly.

Finally, after hesitating for a long time, he saw Xier pick up the water and take a sip tentatively, and then she drank it in big gulps like a person who had been lost in the desert for a long time and found a water source.

"Drink slowly, I have more!" Fan Mu didn't expect that she picked up the water and didn't use it to rinse the wound, but drank it.

He was just about to take out another bottle when he saw Xier stopped drinking the water. She drank the water in a big gulp, but in the end she left half the bottle of water and put it back on the ground.

Fan Mu didn't know it at first, but now he can see that she is very thirsty, "You're welcome, I still have some, drink the rest!"

Sometimes he could finish a bottle of water in one gulp even if he hadn't had water for just one day. Judging from her appearance, given her cautious personality, she would never drink the water he gave her unless she hadn't had water for a long time.

If a child doesn't drink water for a few days, even half a bottle of water will be of no use.

"Give!"

He took out another bottle of water and put it on the ground, but this time the other party didn't drink it. Instead, he looked at him and started applying medicine to himself.

Fan Mu's mouth twitched. He took out the water for her to clean her wound, but she only used half of the bottle and drank it. She didn't listen to his words at all.

Problem children are pitiful, but they are also really troublesome.

After calling out a few times and seeing that the other party still ignored him, Fan Mu had no choice but to pick up the water on the ground, go forward and grab her hand again, intending to wash her himself.

This time, the wrist that was grabbed did not pull back, but it was unusually stiff, obviously not used to his arrival.

Are you treated as one of our own?

He gently poured water on the wound on her forehead, causing her to resist violently.

"Don't move, I'm helping you."

Fan Mu gritted his teeth and held her down with great effort. This time his attitude was very tough. If he encountered some other things, he could slowly gain the other party's trust, but there was no time for this kind of thing.

I don’t know what’s wrong with this little brat. She was obviously not so disgusted by his approach anymore, and she didn’t react much when he held her hand just now. But why did she react so strongly when he wanted to help her clean the wound?

Tsk, this body is still too weak and it almost broke free several times.

In the end, he pressed her down on the bed in the room, rode on her, and pressed her shoulders tightly with his hands. The wooden bed vibrated violently for a while, making creaking sounds. With his extraordinary recovery ability, Fan Mu finally subdued her.

"call!"

Fan Mu breathed a sigh of relief, finally taming the little brat.

He knew that after he did this, the little brat in front of him would hate him very much and might even have a stress reaction, but it didn't matter. If nothing unexpected happened, he swore that he would be a good guy this time to repay the life-saving grace.

"Take a deep breath and hold your breath." He reminded her, and then, in the other person's murderous eyes, he took out a bottle of water and poured it on her face, then took out a towel and wiped it carefully.

The wound was covered with bacteria and dust, and no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, he had to clean it.

Fan Mu had already prepared himself to surrender again, but when he wiped the wound with a towel, the other party still did not move, as if he really had no strength left. He did not cry out in pain, but only let out a few muffled groans from time to time.

"If it hurts, you can bite this and scream!"

He took out a towel and put it over her mouth.

He couldn't help but admire this little brat. She used a lot of force to clean the wound with the towel. Just imagining it, he knew that it must have felt very painful. But she didn't say a word until the end.

After the cleaning was completed and several bottles of water were used up, a pretty but somewhat malnourished face appeared before my eyes, with pale and cracked lips.

"You have a pretty good foundation!" Considering his behavior just now, Fan Mu praised, "If you dress smarter, exercise more for a few days, and keep up with your diet, you will definitely be a handsome guy!"

"Look at your arms. There's not much flesh on them. I pressed them down on the bed effortlessly!"

He took out the alcohol and began to rub it on her forehead. "This time it will hurt a lot, definitely more than before. Be prepared."