Looking at Lu Zishu, who had not calmed down for a long time, Duan Xu stood beside him, with a faint look in his eyes as he twisted the fist he had just hit someone with: "Are you awake now?"

"..." Looking at Duan Xu who looked like he was going to punch him again if he dared say he was not awake, Lu Zishu touched his aching face and climbed up to sit up.

He looked at the papers scattered on the ground, and then at Duan Xu. He didn't know if he was really awake or if he was afraid of being beaten. Finally, he nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

Duan Xu glanced at him, turned back to his desk, bent down and took out a black box from the safe on the side. It was also wrapped in golden cloth. It could be seen that it was kept with great care.

"These are your brother's. Whether you want to take them back or how to deal with them is up to you."

Lu Zishu opened the box in front of Duan Xu. In addition to the certificate of honor, there was also a letter written on it personally addressed by Lu Zishu.

Lu Zishu's eyes were slightly red, and he picked up the letter with trembling hands.

Duan Xu didn't expect there to be a letter in it. He glanced at it in surprise and explained: "For the protection of your family, these will not be made public, but you can make your own decision whether you want to tell Aunt Li or the others. .”

Lu Zishu raised his head, glanced at him, and responded with a choked voice.

Duan Xu patted him on the shoulder and left the office first, leaving the space to Lu Zishu.

Lu Zishu opened the letter and discovered that the letter was written the year before last - his last words.

Lu Jing understood as early as the moment he became an undercover agent that he might not be able to get out alive, so not only him, but every undercover agent in the past would write a suicide note to himself, just in case.

But he was afraid that the suicide note would fall into the hands of the enemy, so it didn't mention anything about himself. It was just an ordinary suicide note, telling him that if anything happened to him, he should take good care of his parents and himself.

Lu Zishu couldn't help crying as he held the suicide note in a few words. His cries even came out through the crack in the door, attracting many people outside the office to look at him in surprise.

Duan Xu stood guard at the door and listened quietly.

About ten minutes later, the office door reopened.

Lu Zishu's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and Duan Xu frowned when he heard him ask: "Is that Lu Meng's heart really my brother's?"

Duan Xu nodded.

"Then my brother is dead, how can he come back?"

"Lu Meng is not an ordinary person. He should have made a deal with your brother, but your brother refused to tell you what the deal was." Duan Xu explained.

Lu Zishu nodded, and after thinking for a while he still refused to give up: "Is there really no other way? Jiaojiao back then..."

But before he finished asking, Duan Xu shook his head.

"Even if I am willing to transfer all my luck to my brother, can't I do it?" Lu Zishu didn't give up.

Duan Xu raised his head and looked at him.

Lu Zishu immediately understood what it meant.

He smiled bitterly. He actually knew it was impossible, but he still didn't give up and wanted to give it a try.

He turned around and packed up all the documents, put them into a black box, and picked them up carefully. When he walked to the door, he thought of something and said: "You just punched me, I owe you the punch I owe you." .”

"..." Duan Xu.

Lu Zishu did not take the box back for fear of being discovered by his parents, but after thinking about it for a while, he placed it in Lu Jing's cemetery.

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