Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

A few days later, it was an ordinary night.

"Go to sleep!"

Fan Mu gently poked Xier's forehead, put away the book, and pulled the curtains at the door. The light in the room was instantly reduced by more than half.

Xier nodded, lay back down on the bed, and curled up in a small corner beside the bed.

Fan Mu looked at her and felt a little sad. He turned his head away, not out of sympathy, but because for some reason he felt the same way about her.

He didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only wait for her to come to terms with it. But could she really come to terms with this kind of thing?

The blue quilt and mattress were very clean, and had a light fragrance, not the smell of the sun, but as if someone had slept in them before.

Lying on the bed, he and Xier leaned back to back. It was late, but neither of them could fall asleep.

"Xier?" He called softly.

Not getting a response, he sat up and found her hunched over with her short hair covering half of her face. Her dull eyes stared blankly at a small corner of the bed sheet where a gorgeous flower was embroidered. Her small hands were groping around on it, as if she was curious about what it was.

"Do you like flowers?" Fan Mu asked softly.

The dim room was very quiet. No sound from outside could be heard inside, no sound of wind, no sound of water, no sound of insects chirping. It was so quiet that one could almost hear the two people's fast beating heartbeats.

"flower?"

A confused, crisp voice sounded, and Xier's lifeless eyes seemed to be shining, emitting a tiny blue light. This was the second sentence Fan Mu heard from her.

She turned her head and Fan Mu was slightly stunned. He had never seen Xier show such an expression, curious and expectant.

But these two expressions are the most common in children, so why was he surprised to see them on her face?

Is it because in his impression, Xier has always been taciturn, vigilant, and withdrawn?

"Is this...a flower?"

Xier opened her pale red lips slightly, picked up the quilt, and sniffed gently with her little nose, and the elegant fragrance entered her nose.

“Is this the scent of flowers?”

She looked at Fan Mu curiously, with a gleam in her eyes. At this moment, she seemed to have turned back into a real child, a real 6-year-old child.

"Yes!"

Fan Mu felt sad because he had been underground for so many years and had never even seen a flower.

Does this mean that she has never seen the warmth of the sun? Never seen strange insects? Never seen the big, blue sky?

Yeah, he should have thought of that earlier.

He reached out and gently tucked the hair that was hanging from her face behind her ears. His voice was so gentle that perhaps he didn't even notice it.

"This is flowers. Our quilt is made of flowers, so this is the smell of flowers."

Is the smell on the bed really the fragrance of flowers? Fan Mu doesn't know, but there are so many flowers in the universe, there must be such a fragrance.

"Is that flower beautiful?" Xier asked again, with curiosity and desire flashing in her eyes and a little excitement in her voice.

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

"So what does it look like? I heard from the dean that it...it..." Xier frowned, obviously unable to remember what was said at that time.

"When I was a child, I heard the dean say that the flowers were very beautiful, and I also saw photos, but I can't remember them clearly." After a long time, she finally uttered a sentence.

When I was a kid...you're not that old now!

Hearing the curiosity and loss in her words, Fan Mu smiled and slowly leaned towards her. Their two small palms touched and held tightly!

One of the little hands stiffened for a moment, but quickly relaxed.

Two warm little hands clasped together are like holding the sun, and an indescribable warmth flows through the whole body.

Fan Mu held her hand behind her back and gently leaned his head on her thin shoulder. In the darkness, he controlled this small hand to slowly and carefully touch the pattern on the bed sheet, bit by bit.

At this moment, the two beating hearts seemed to be a little closer.

The fingertips stroked the petals, the center of the flower, and finally the stamens.

“This is what a flower looks like!”

The warm air blew against their earlobes, and their skin became hot after being stuck in bed for so long.

Fan Mu loosened his grip on her hand, but Xier continued to explore the patterns on the bed over and over again, never getting tired of it.

He got out of bed and slowly opened a corner of the curtains. Beams of light still came in from the missing corner and shone on the blue flowers.

A little light shone into Xier's eyes, and there was a blue light called hope.

"Want a bedtime story?"

Lying back on the bed, Fan Mu asked with a gentle smile.

There was a hint of curiosity in Xier's eyes, but she quickly shook her head.

"Then just treat it as me talking to myself!"

He said this, not caring whether she wanted to listen or not, and started talking on his own.

"Let me think about what to say." Fan Mu dragged out his voice and nodded his chin, then clapped his hands lightly to indicate that he was about to start speaking, "Let's just... this!"

"Once upon a time there was a little rabbit who lived in a small cave in the Happy Garden. The little rabbit was very brave and curious, and he often explored the garden. One day..."

Fairy tales are childish, but the effect is surprisingly good.

In the quiet room, there was only a very childish voice, and he was telling a story.

Xier had her back to Fan Mu, but her ears were erected like a little rabbit, and her body was quite honest.

Looking at this scene, Fan Mu shook his head and laughed. He was still a child after all.

"You have to close your eyes and listen. It's best to listen to the story with your eyes closed!"

He said this in a coaxing tone and then continued telling the story.

The story is not very long. Fan Mu was always paying attention to Xier's movements.

As the last tone of the story fell, he slowly moved closer to her little face, only to hear her steady breathing.

She fell asleep.

The beam of sunlight coming in through the curtains enveloped a blooming flower and a peaceful sleeping face.

Childish stories may sound best when told by adults, well...it has nothing to do with the sound.

A kid is still a kid after all. No matter how much he has experienced, he will always be only six years old. Even if he can remain calm in the face of danger, he will still be curious when hearing stories.

No, tsk! He started telling a story.

Fan Mu glared fiercely at Xier who was sleeping, but without any harm.

Looking at her thin, malnourished figure, he finally sighed helplessly.

No, he can't suffer this loss.

How to do it……

Got it!

From now on, this little brat’s working hours will be increased from 8 hours to 9 hours!

Later, when she gets married and has a family, I will send her children to the best school and let her experience the pain of extreme learning!

Even if he doesn't live to see that day, it doesn't matter. He can just leave some money behind!