Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

A year has passed since that school day.

10 years old, Kafka’s age this year.

Looking at the graceful girl in her sleep, a sense of pride rose in Fan Mu's heart. It seemed that his skills in taking care of people were becoming more and more proficient!

"Host, mission, mission!" The system couldn't help but remind him, "The mission has been stuck at 10% for a long time! Don't play!"

"Although there is no time limit for the mission, don't you know your own physical condition? You won't live long enough for her to reach adulthood!"

The system's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over him, extinguishing his inner fantasies.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, he felt empty inside. The system's words tore his dreams apart, and he had to face the reality. He would not live long, even if this was a virtual world.

"Cough cough!"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but as soon as he said it, Fan Mu couldn't help coughing twice, even though this "disease" wouldn't make people cough.

"Yeah, it's time to do the mission!"

Open the task panel, the last time the task progress was increased was half a year ago.

He estimated that in the end, if one relied solely on family ties, the maximum would be 40%.

"Do we still have to rely on friendship and love?" Fan Mu sighed, with an unshakable sadness between his brows. He touched the sunglasses on his forehead and thought of the bad memories.

“Is family love really inferior to friendship?”

This was clearly something he had always dreamed of.

"If family affection is comparable to friendship, would we have ended up like this?" In his mind, the system couldn't help but complain, "I told you to go over there and try to capture you, but you insisted on being my family member. Now you're done, aren't you?"

"Before starting this mission, I..."

"Okay, okay, got it!" Fan Mu interrupted. After going through so much, how could he not know all this? It's just that he couldn't convince himself to approach her with a purpose and become her lover. This would make him feel cheap. He couldn't do it by playing with her feelings.

He also had no confidence that he would be liked. The best proof of this was that he had been on this mission for so long and no one was willing to stay by his side for a moment.

"What should I do now?" Looking at the twinkling starry sky outside the window, Fan Mu murmured softly.

"Friendship and love, forget about love, it's still young."

"Friendship?"

…………

"Kafka, get up, the sun is shining on your butt!"

Following Fan Mu's call, Kafka's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, rubbing her eye sockets like a baby, with lazy movements. Even without emotions, she couldn't suppress the instinct to sleep in!

"Kafka, it's time to eat. Let's go out and play today!"

Fan Mu picked up the little girl and went to the bathroom.

"Hurry up, wash up, and after dinner, let's go out and play!" he said happily.

"Yeah." Seeing his excited look, she tilted her head. Although she didn't understand, she probably understood the emotions he wanted to express. Kafka nodded, her eyes curved, and she looked happy.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't understand. No need to pretend like this!" Fan Mu rubbed her hair viciously until it became a mess. Only then did he feel relieved.

After dinner, he took care of her hair with gentleness and patience!

"Let's go!" Fan Mu hugged Kafka, raised his arms and shouted, adding up the repeated time periods. He had no idea that under this 16-year-old body was a hundred-year-old soul.

"Let's go!" Kafka also imitated him and waved a little arm, saying softly.

"Hahahaha!" Looking at her appearance, Fan Mu laughed happily.

Looking at Fan Mu's smile from the heart, feeling the warmth of his chest, and listening to his throbbing heartbeat, Kafka's eyes curved up and she narrowed her eyes unconsciously.

I put on the sunglasses and went out. It was noon and I had lunch.

The warm sun shone on her. Listening to the shouts and hawking of passers-by around her, she couldn't help rubbing her eyes, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.

"What's wrong, Kafka, are you sleepy?" Looking at the person in his arms, Fan Mu's helpless voice came, full of doting, "It's my brother's fault. If you are sleepy, go to sleep first! Don't worry, there is still a lot of time!"

I glanced at the sky. The breeze was gentle and it was still early. I carried her to an open space on the back hill. There was lush grass, blooming flowers, and birds chirping nearby. The most important thing was that there were no other pedestrians here.

The person in his arms had fallen asleep at some point. He was lying on the ground, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, looking at the endless blue sky. With the gentle sunlight shining down, Fan Mu actually felt sleepy for a moment.

"System, please." Fan Mu said softly in a daze, and finally fell asleep with Kafka's head next to each other.

"..."

After a long while, a barely perceptible voice of dissatisfaction sounded in his mind, without causing any waves, "Tsk!"

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With a frown and rapid breathing, when Fan Mu woke up again, he found Kafka in his arms looking at him blankly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"I'm fine." Fan Mu comforted her with a smile on his face.

Did you have a nightmare again? The weather was very nice today.

"When did you wake up?" Fan Mu asked the person in his arms, "Next time you wake up, just wake me up directly. You don't have to wait for me."

Kafka blinked at him and didn't answer, but Fanmu seemed to see a rejection in it.

He touched her head lovingly and hung the sunglasses on her forehead. Only then did Fan Mu notice that the surroundings had darkened at some point, and tiny dots of light were dancing among the flowers and plants.

There are no houses around and it is dark, but because of this, the starry sky tonight is exceptionally bright and densely packed, with countless stars twinkling, as if the galaxy is right in front of you, illuminating the earth.

Have you slept for so long? It's time to go back.

Fan Mu sat up and was about to call Kafka, but when he looked down, he found that she was staring in a certain direction without blinking.

"Oh!" Fan Mu didn't say anything, but followed her gaze. Besides the fireflies flying in the air, there was also a flower that didn't seem real.

Under the illumination of the fireflies, it was a purple crystal flower. The light seemed to shine through it. When the light penetrated, it underwent a beautiful refraction reaction, reflecting purple light all around, like a liquid gem, emitting an intoxicating scent.

"Do you like this flower?" As Fan Mu got closer, he smelled the intoxicating fragrance of the flower. He put the person in his arms down and asked softly.

"Like it?" Kafka whispered, looking at the flower with an expression as if she was thinking, and finally asked: "Do you want to pick it if you like it?"

I didn’t expect this to be the question. Fan Mu was just stunned for a moment before asking, “Does Kafka want to pick it?”

"I don't want to." Kafka shook her head and replied indifferently.

"What does Kafka think?" Fan Mu squatted down beside her and asked with a smile.

“I want to keep seeing it.”

There were few words, just a few, but they did shock Fanmu, because he knew what Kafka's initiative to say it meant.

Means she really likes this flower.

Her eyes were always focused on the flower. Even though there was no emotion in her eyes, Fan Mu saw it all.