Fiction: Are You Still Alive?

When Ning Ning saw him, he didn't cry anymore, he lay on the window and looked at it for a while, sobbing and falling asleep in Ning Yan's arms.

Ning Yan carried the child to the bed, covered the quilt, and patted her to sleep.

After a long time, the room returned to quiet, ning yan gently climbed out of bed, and his footsteps involuntarily walked towards the window.

Through the window, she saw the man downstairs still leaning against the side of the car door, the scarlet cigarette butt flickering in the darkness, and he was smoking again.

Ning Yan's heart twitched, and an unknown emotion flowed in the blood of his whole body.

The man downstairs seemed to sense something, and looked up at the window, just colliding with Ning Yan's line of sight.

Ning Yan subconsciously skimmed his head, avoided his sight, closed the curtains, and turned off the lights.

After such a quiet night, the next night, at the end of the hour, the Fengning children began to cry again