Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Kafka, are you smiling?"

There was a hint of disbelief and excitement in Fan Mu's voice. He stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes. For the first time, his eyes, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, became focused and bright!

I reached out and gently touched her face. It was smooth, soft and warm. It was not an illusion.

"That's great! Kafka, you smiled!" He happily hugged her in his arms, his voice trembling slightly. He wanted to hold her tightly, but was afraid of hurting her, so he loosened his grip a little.

After a year of getting along, even a dog would have feelings for it, let alone a good and obedient child?

A year may seem short, but the person in front of him was the one he fed little by little, the one he cherished in his heart. Memories kept coming to his mind. Now that he finally saw a natural smile on her face, it was no longer a fake one. How could Fan Mu not be happy? Not excited?

Even if we know that all this is virtual, so what?

He couldn't control his heartbeat!

Now the person in front of him was smiling, and he was truly happy for him from the bottom of his heart!

"Well, is Kafka smiling?" Kafka responded to Fan Mu's hug. She didn't know whether she was smiling or not. She only knew that her heart was beating fast and she felt warm, as if she was embraced by the sun!

"Well, Kafka smiled!" Fan Mu responded heavily.

"Has big brother completed his mission?" Kafka asked again. Her childish and innocent voice sounded in his ears. Although the voice was very nice, it weighed on Fan Mu's heart.

She had always known about his mission and he had never concealed it.

"No!" He supported Kafka's shoulders and looked into her dazzling eyes. "Big brother's mission is to help Kafka find emotions, to laugh like big brother, and to be as happy as big brother!"

"When will Kafka be able to smile like her big brother?" she asked.

"When?" Fan Mu took her tender hand and propped up the corners of her mouth, revealing a somewhat funny look, "Anytime!"

"Big brother, I want to go see the flowers."

"Tomorrow." Fan Mu thought for two seconds, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and gave his answer, "It's getting late today, go to bed early, and I will definitely take you to see it tomorrow!"

"Well, good night, big brother."

"Good night." After saying good night to each other, they were about to turn around and leave, but as soon as they stood up, they found that their clothes were pulled.

Fan Mu looked at her with a puzzled look, only to hear her say, "Big brother, aren't you going to sleep?"

"Big brother, go to sleep! Big brother, go back to your room and sleep!"

"........."

Kafka said nothing more, but held on to his collarbone with her hand, and looked at him calmly with bright eyes.

“…I got it, big brother. I’ll sleep with you tonight!” Fan Mu touched her head lovingly. As for why he could understand what she wanted to express, it was simply because he had seen it so many times.

In the middle of the night, Fan Mu fell into a deep sleep while hugging Kafka.

But Kafka lay in his arms, unable to fall asleep, her eyes still shining, she just felt so warm all over, but it was just this kind of warmth, but she felt like she had never experienced it before, why?

Is this what love is? She didn't know, but she buried the idea of ​​finding her own feelings in her heart.

She stretched out her little hand and pressed on his chest, but it didn't move. She raised her head with a small movement to look at Fan Mu's sleeping profile. It was so peaceful under the bright moonlight. She felt that time passed so quickly, as if someone had stolen the time they spent together.

After a sleepless night, it's dawn.

"My beautiful sister, may I ask what kind of flower that is?"

In a flower shop on the street, Fan Mu was holding Kafka's hand and asking the owner of the flower shop.

"Oh my, little brother is so sweet!" Fang Yi was overjoyed to hear the compliment and covered her mouth. She didn't expect that at her age, she could still be praised as an older sister. Although she didn't care much about the title, which girl doesn't like to be praised for her beauty?

"Young man, let me think about the flower you mentioned." Fang Yi smiled and leaned on her crutches. Suddenly, she slapped her forehead and said in a calm voice, "Oh, yes, I remember it now!"

"You must be looking at the redbud flower, right? You guys are so lucky to actually be able to see one!"

"Bauhinia?"

"Yes, Bauhinia!" Fang Yi nodded, and seeing that Fan Mu didn't understand, she began to explain.

"The redbud flower is a unique flower in New Babylon. It blooms once every six years. It is difficult to cultivate and only blooms for one night each time. It is extremely rare!"

"It is precisely because of its long growth period that few people here are willing to grow this flower! After all, it has no other uses, and it will shatter like crystal if touched!"

At this point, her face showed envy mixed with complex expressions, and she sighed, "But I really envy you, Grandma, for being able to see it. I have lived for more than 50 years and have never seen it. I really want to see it with my own eyes!"

Hearing this, a trace of regret appeared on Fan Mu's face. He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to see it tonight, or even in the future.

"Do you have seeds?" A tiny voice sounded. Looking back, I saw Kafka suddenly interrupting. She was not stupid and she knew what this meant.

Fan Mu was slightly stunned. This was the first time he saw Kafka talking to a stranger, so he touched her head.

Do you like this flower very much?

"Pretty little sister, do you want to have a baby?" Fang Yi squatted down, her eyes level with Kafka's, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Yes," Kafka replied.

"Yes!" Fang Yi smiled and took out an exquisite iron box from behind the counter. It looked like it was well kept!

"Here!" He opened the box, and the moment the sunlight shone into it, a brilliant purple light emanated from the box. When the box was fully opened, several crystal clear purple seeds came into view, so transparent that one could even see the patterns on them.

If Fan Mu hadn't known in advance that this was a seed, he would have thought it was a handicraft!

"Big sister, how much is this?" he asked.

It blooms once every six years, and considering all the other conditions, it is not difficult to imagine how precious this seed is!

"No money, no money!" Fang Yi waved her hand to refuse, interrupting what Fan Mu was about to say next.

"Anyway, this seed is useless to me. I'm not afraid of being laughed at for saying this. I have been trying to plant it over the years, but never succeeded!" There was regret in Fang Yi's voice. She looked at the two of them with a loving look on her face, or to be more precise, at Kafka.

"I have a feeling that you can definitely grow it! But be sure to invite me to watch when the time comes!" Fang Yi said with a stern face.

"Sure!" Fan Mu looked at Kafka who took the box, his eyes always on it.

Finally, he quietly put some money on the counter and left with Kafka.