Shen Zongxiang glanced at the content of the letter, he probably wanted Jiang Xu to be an undercover agent for him, and then promised him something after the job was done.

I have to say that although this father is not very competent, he still knows Jiang Xu very well.

The benefits he promised were basically what Jiang Xu wanted.

But now the battle is over.

Shen Zongxiang already knew about Jiang Xu's choice, and he did not join forces with his father.

Knowing this is enough.

Shen Zongxiang closed the letter again, ready to put it in the book for him.

Coincidentally, Jiang Xu came back.

It was not right for Shen Zongxiang to put it in for a while, but it felt even more awkward to take it out, so his hands froze in place.

"Then what, because I'm going back to Shanghai, I just cleaned it up casually, not because I wanted to dig through your things."

"It's okay, what's mine is yours anyway."

Now that he was seen, Shen Zongxiang simply took it to the table and told Jiang Xu.

"Why don't you burn it? I know you didn't do it, but keeping this kind of thing is not a chance for others to frame you."

"Because it's the only thing that old bastard left me. He died. Although he is not very sad, he still wants to leave something behind."

"Then why didn't you promise him?"

"You are much more important than that person. Would I abandon you and choose him?" Jiang Xu said, with his arms around Shen Zongxiang's waist.

"Look at how important you are to me, reward me with a kiss from time to time."

Shen Zongxiang pushed his face away and asked, "Aren't you really sad?"

"Not sad. I just kind of hate death."

"Is there any inevitable logic between the two?"

"I'm just afraid that there will be nothing left after death. You see how beautiful he was during his lifetime. After a few decades, the traces he left in this world will almost disappear."

Shen Zongxiang looked at him in surprise.

Because on weekdays, Jiang Xu didn't feel much emotion when he watched many people die, so Shen Zongxiang really thought that he didn't care about death.

But that doesn't seem to be the case now.

"In fact, it is meaningless to be remembered by future generations. For the dead, everything is empty after death, so what we can do is to cherish the time in life."

Jiang Xu froze for a moment, then laughed.

"You're right." After speaking, he picked up the piece of paper and threw it into the charcoal brazier.

The paper turned into a flash of fire and disappeared.

"Why is it burning again now?"

"Because I was afraid of being framed."

Shen Zongxiang felt that his time had changed too quickly, so he couldn't help asking: "I wasn't afraid before."

"I'm also worried, but I thought it was worth it at that time, but now I don't think it's worth it. Although it's easy to clarify the frame, I don't want you to worry about me." Jiang Xu moved closer to Shen Zongxiang again.

"I'm a very secure man. Would you like to kiss me?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Zongxiang felt very childish, but he couldn't resist his begging, so he kissed him anyway.

"Hurry up and pack your things. The second uncle has already said that the troops will stay here, and we are going back to Shanghai."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"It's been five years. Shen Lu is five years old. He hasn't even seen his parents. My second uncle must be anxious to go back and see the child."

"I don't think it's your second uncle thinking, but Yu Linglong thinking."

"Anyway, don't you miss your mother?"

"I'm thinking about it."

"Then pack it up quickly."

The fate in the dark was officially derailed at this moment, and they ran towards their respective places.

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