"According to the DNA analysis results, samples A and B are not related."
Just a single line, yet it seemed to drain all his strength.
He Sichen, with a pale face, turned and left the hall without saying a word.
As the car drove out, He Sichen lowered his head, unsure if he was daydreaming or looking at the identification report.
The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and heavy.
"Brother Heng..."
When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse as if he'd been up for several nights. He Sichen took out a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to Feng Suheng, "Buy some things and help me deliver them here."
"What should I buy?"
"Buy..."
In his mind appeared the gentle and passionate face of a woman, and the expectant, watery eyes of a man as he accepted the red envelope. He Sichen closed his eyes, "You, just buy what you think is right."
Just by looking at He Sichen, he knew where the address on the slip was.
Feng Suheng nodded, unable to hold back a long sigh in his heart.
