Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

One day later, the results came out.

Kang Qiao took it, and after opening it, his expression was a little silent.

Can't tell, is it relieved, or a little disappointed.

The child is indeed not his, and there is no match with him.

Xu Mo gave birth to someone else.

Kang Qiao smiled faintly, and took a check to the deputy dean: "Thanks."

The vice hospital rejected it or accepted it. After a pause, he said: "This child is very ill and many parents will give up, but Ms. Xu has spent a lot of effort on this child, so she probably doesn't want to give up. "

He sighed, "Very stupid girl, but in the end there is almost no talent."

Kang Qiao didn't speak, and his lips tightened.

When he went out, he thought, it has nothing to do with him, Xu Mo asked for it himself.

She was so stupid, she found a man of some genes, gave birth to a child, and had a mess of her life. Isn't it okay to be her manager Xu in splendid clothes, and rush to have a baby?

A fool!

A life he couldn't understand.

Concho went out, looked at the report again, and finally slowly tore it off and threw it into the trash can.

There is no intersection between his and Xu Mo's lives.

Later, a few months later, he came to the hospital with his mother again. He met the deputy dean and had a cup of coffee together.

The deputy dean suddenly mentioned: "Remember your child who tested DNA? I left this morning."

Concho was stunned.

It took a long time to look up and look at the person opposite, as if he didn't hear clearly.

The deputy dean’s voice was clear and very vague: "After several months of treatment, she was almost in the hospital. That Miss Xu is a good mother, and she is almost done without giving up."

Kang Qiao's heart seemed to be grabbed. He asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Don't bother if it's not your child, Kang Qiao, as a friend, I advise you to cherish your feathers." The vice president's voice was a little heavy: "What you have now, don't lose it easily. I know you don't lack money even if It’s okay to withdraw now, but don’t go down to your current height unless you want to transform someday, just like Ye Mubai.

Kang Qiao smiled at him: "Thanks."

He left, drove the car, shaking around.

Finally, I stopped at the place where I had a relationship with Xu Mo that night.

He stopped, sat in the car and smoked quietly.

He is not the same person, and there are countless women who have slept with him. If they are nostalgic, he can't read them, but Xu Mo is the only woman who makes him feel ashamed and can't wait to think about the past.

It is also the body, the one that fits him best.

Although she is a bit flat, she is not beautiful.

He almost abandoned everything related to her in embarrassment, the apartment, the car, everything that he could think of her, and the only thing he didn't lose was his own body, which he could not lose.

Kang Qiao sat quietly, smoking a cigarette.

Later he went to her door, knocked on the door, and the door opened with a strange face.

Kang Qiao Eran, he left.

He spent money to find out the news.

So at four o'clock in the afternoon, he walked to a cemetery and he saw Xu Mo.

She stood alone in a desolate cemetery, in front of a small stepped tomb. The tombstone was engraved with a small name, many many, and a lovely photo, in color. She was reluctant to stay in the world Next black and white.