In the car, Xia Ning heard Shen Tianlang's voice and laid back in the seat. She curled her lips. He actually remembered her!
She closed her eyes slightly and many memories flooded into her head.
In the alley, inside a dilapidated house, the quilt on the bed was almost moldy.
A young woman with a pale face was lying in the bed, coughing aggressively.
A skinny girl next to her was holding a bowl of porridge and looking at her. "Mom, have some porridge."
The young woman turned around to look at the little girl, her face somewhat concerned. She reached out her skinny hand and touched the girl's forehead. "Xiao Ke, Mum is not hungry. You should eat."
"Mum, I had something at Grandma Wang's. You should eat now. You haven't been eating much for days." The little girl looked at her mother, her little face full of concerns.
