The moonlight was as clear as water.

Qiu Jingwen listened to his son's request without responding for a long time.

As a trained agent, Qiu Jingwen naturally understood that his son was worried that he would commit suicide, so that he could end it all and at least not involve his family's work and life.

After all, the dead should be respected, and he had always been well-liked at the Red Flag Factory. More importantly, he was innocent of being accused of being an enemy agent. He was just a rookie agent who had never worked for the Military Intelligence Bureau and had never been tainted with the blood and sins of revolutionaries.

Thinking of all this, he agreed to Qiuyang's request:

“Son, don’t worry, I promise you, I won’t leave you easily. I’m just considering whether or not to turn myself in.”

The father and son embraced, a sorrow beyond words etched on their faces.

Before returning home, Qiu Jingwen whispered to his son:

"Qiuyang, although your mother knows about my situation, she doesn't know many details. Don't tell your mother for now. Just pretend you don't know anything, and pretend I haven't told you anything. Also, don't tell your sister and brother about my situation."

"Dad, I will keep this secret."

Qiu Yang responded softly.

When he looked at his father again, he suddenly felt that his father was a complete stranger.

From the depths of the rice paddies back to the dormitory area, and then back home, the father and son barely exchanged a single word.

Qiu Yang took off her clothes, took a quick shower, and then pushed open the door to Qiu Shou and Qiu Yue's bedroom.

He sat on his younger brother's bed, taking advantage of the moonlight streaming through the window.

After a long and tiring day of harvesting, they were already fast asleep, their faces beaming with happiness and sweetness.

Qiuyue, who had just put down her novel and turned off the light to go to sleep, was startled awake by her brother who suddenly walked in.

She didn't expect that her brother wouldn't return to the factory's single dormitory.

"Brother, aren't you going back to the single dorm tonight?"

Qiu Yang had no interest in talking to his sister, but he still responded to Qiu Yue.

"Oh, Dad said it's too late and asked me to squeeze in with Qiushou. You don't mind, do you?"

Qiu Yue chuckled softly:

"Brother, why would I mind? You're not sleeping in the same bed as me."

At this moment, Qiu Yang had no time to joke with his sister.

He lay down fully clothed at the other end of the Autumn Harvest bed, and then said to Qiuyue on the upper bunk:

"Qiuyue, it's too late, let's go to sleep. I'm sleepy, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Qiuyue, however, was no longer sleepy and stuck her head under the bed.

"Brother, what did Dad say to you when he asked you to go out? Why are you so late?"

Qiu Yang ignored his younger sister.

How should he tell his sister?

Should we tell my sister that their beloved and admired father is an enemy agent who has been lurking for nearly thirty years?

Should we tell Qiuyue that her father killed his superior to protect the family and became a murderer?

The person who was killed was the barber with the scar on his face, whom the entire Hongqi Factory knew a week ago.

Or tell your sister that our Qiu family is facing a great disaster!

He naturally couldn't tell his sister these things.

Seeing that her brother did not respond, Qiuyue took it upon herself to guess:

"Brother, did Dad talk to you about your relationship with your girlfriend, Su Xiaowei?"

At this moment, Qiu Yang could no longer think of Su Xiaowei.

He showed extreme impatience, and then said irritably to Qiuyue on the upper bunk:

"Qiuyue, are you done yet? Stop being so curious. What time is it? You have to go to work tomorrow. Go to sleep. I'll talk to you another time."

Qiu Yue, feeling rebuffed, didn't press the matter further, then withdrew and lay flat on the bed.

Qiu Yang pulled in her stomach, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes.

He found that tears were already streaming down his face.

Everything was turned upside down in his eyes.

He finally understood why his father had sounded strange on the phone that afternoon, refusing to let him bring Su Xiaowei home for a free meal.

With the dual identities of enemy agent and murderer on his shoulders, how can you expect him to be as approachable as usual?

Lying in bed, Qiu Yang felt as if everything was not reality, but a dream.

He desperately hoped that everything his father had told him tonight was just drunken ramblings, nonsense.

However, he was also very clear-headed, and everything his father said was true.

Qiu Yang never expected that while her father was indeed a spy, the real culprit who killed Liu Han was not her father, but her own doctor mother.

As the eldest son, Qiu Yang was filled with mixed emotions and a myriad of thoughts.

Back in his bedroom, Qiu Jingwen also felt a mix of emotions.

In fact, the reason for calling his eldest son, Qiuyang, back home, having a family reunion dinner, and then taking him out of the dormitory area and into the depths of the rice paddies in the countryside several miles away was to have a heart-to-heart talk with him and tell him about his own experiences.

As a special agent, Qiu Jingwen knew that the investigation team established by the public security bureau had long been stationed in the factory and must have obtained a lot of evidence regarding Liu Han's death. He didn't know how many more clues Niu Dajiang's suicide would reveal. Everything was uncertain. He and his wife Jiang Yuping could be secretly taken away by the public security officers for interrogation at any time, and they might never be able to return to their home again.

He also knew that although his son was grown up and working, this news was enough to devastate his son.

After taking a quick shower, Qiu Jingwen went into the bedroom and, without turning on the light, gently lay down next to his wife, using the moonlight streaming through the window.

He knew that his wife was definitely not asleep at this moment, and that she was definitely waiting for him to come home.

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