After going to work, the court received another public prosecution case filed by the procuratorate, and the suspect involved in the case, Zhou Fu, was guilty of arson, intentional homicide, and indecent assault, and requested that he be sentenced to death.

Fang Chaoyang cheered up and called everyone to review the file together and prepare for the trial.

The case took place in the village of Cypress, and the victim, Shi Meihua, was only 16 years old, had polio, and was left alone at home during the winter holidays. The suspect Zhou Fu is a neighbor, came to the house, saw the lust, and was violently resisted by Shi Meihua when he molested him, so he strangled the girl to death on the spot.

In order to cover up the crime, Zhou Fu lit the quilt on the bed, creating the illusion that the bedding was burning and Shi Meihua was burned to death.

After the tragedy, the police found many suspicious points through careful investigation, and finally locked Zhou Fu and took him away for interrogation. Zhou Fu confessed to this, and the procuratorate immediately approved the arrest, collected enough evidence, and launched a public prosecution against him.

"This man is such a brute, even a disabled girl is spared. Xu Wei couldn't help but scold.

"I think that the chain of evidence in this case is very clear, and the defendant committed a heinous crime and should be sentenced heavily. Gao Yiwei suggested.

Compared with the case of Xian Yu Fei, Zhou Fu's case is indeed not complicated, but in the confession, Zhou Fu emphasized that Shi Meihua seduced him first and blackmailed him for money, and he finally moved to kill. Fang Chaoyang analyzed.

"No matter how Zhou Fu quibbles, the serious crimes of murder and arson cannot be covered up. Xu Wei said.

"Usually speaking, a girl with a disability will have a serious inferiority complex and will not take the initiative to seduce her neighbors. Zhou Fu's statement cannot be accepted. Gao Yiwei frowned and said.

"Everyone should have noticed that after the incident, Zhou Fu's family actively compensated the Shi family, promising 500,000 yuan, and 200,000 yuan has been delivered, but the Shi family did not actively ask for Zhou Fu to be sentenced to death. Fang Chaoyang reminded.

"I think that positive compensation is necessary, but the crime committed by Zhou Fu cannot be lightly sentenced by compensation, otherwise, the procuratorate will not apply for the death penalty. Xu Wei insisted.

"If Zhou Fu is sentenced to death, the next 300,000 yuan, the victim's family may not be able to get it. Gao Yiwei was a little worried.

After discussing for a morning, it was finally decided that the trial would officially start next Wednesday, and the specific verdict would not be decided until after the trial.

After getting off work, Fang Chaoyang hesitated again and again, but decided to visit Liu Yueqing in the hospital, not far from the kidney replacement operation, Liu Yueqing at this moment was in great need of comfort and encouragement.

I drove to the city hospital, and as soon as I parked, I saw Peng Jiang coming out of the hospital and preparing to go home.

Fang Chaoyang hesitated, but still walked quickly to Peng Jiang's side, blocking her way.

"Little Jiang!" Fang Chaoyang said hello.

Peng Jiang smiled slightly, but there was bitterness in his smile, and asked, "Chaoyang, are you okay!"

"Oh no, Xiao Jiang, can you give me a chance......

"We all have to learn to face the days without each other, and I am sure that you will find someone to accompany you for the rest of your life. Peng Jiang turned his face to the side.

"However, I don't want to let go, there is a loneliness that comes from the heart. Fang Chaoyang said, grabbing Peng Jiang's hand, he could feel that that little hand was extremely cold.

"Chaoyang, let go, a flower is gone, it can't bloom again, our relationship can't be recovered, I wish you happiness." Peng Jiang withdrew his hand vigorously and strode sideways.

Looking at Peng Jiang's distant back, Fang Chaoyang stood for a long time, completely ignoring the gaze of the crowd, until Peng Jiang took a car and disappeared in front of the hospital.

With a long sigh, Fang Chaoyang walked into the hospital, found Liu Yueqing's ward, and knocked lightly on the door.

Liu Yueqing's voice came, Fang Chaoyang walked in, Liu Yueqing was leaning on the bedside reading a book, the title of the book was "If You Give Me Three Days of Light".

"Chaoyang, you're here, you look like you're in a bad mood. Liu Yueqing smiled lightly.

"It's okay, life has to go on. Fang Chaoyang sat on the edge of the bed tiredly, glanced at the flowers on the table again, Wen Yunfei was a patient boy, and the rest day had come again.

"I know, and I have persuaded Xiao Jiang, but it is a pity that she seems to have made up her mind. Liu Yueqing whispered.

"Yueqing, you don't have to worry about these things, take good care of your illness and recover as soon as possible. Fang Chaoyang rubbed his swollen temples.

"To tell you the truth, during the days of illness, I realized the preciousness of life, the dreams and hopes I had, the honor and praise I looked forward to, and the love hidden in my heart, which were insignificant and worthless in the face of the crisis of life. Liu Yueqing said.

"But no matter what, we can't give up hope. "Fang Chaoyang has a deep meaning.

"I want to get better and let life shine more light and heat, even if it only warms a few people. Liu Yueqing's expression was firm, which made Fang Chaoyang feel a lot of relief.

"I'm looking forward to the day when you'll make it. ”

"In the past, Xiao Jiang broke up with you, I might still be a little happy, but now ......"

"Yueqing, don't say it again!" Fang Chaoyang interrupted her words and sighed slightly, "I am an emotional loser, and I really should review my own shortcomings. ”

"Don't be like this, you are the strongest and most upright man I have ever met. Liu Yuqing raised her somewhat swollen hand and gently slid it across Fang Chaoyang's face, with a hint of warmth.

Then, Liu Yueqing picked up Cheng Lixue's poetry collection, turned a page, and said with a smile: "Chaoyang, I'll read you a poem!"

"Okay!"

"When I was young, I always met someone who wanted to join hands with him, wanted to dance with him, and wanted to wander with him on a moonlit night. Years later, the moon was shining, the wind was light, and someone was dancing hand in hand, and I tried to imagine him as the person I met when I was younger. ”

"Dr. Cheng's poetry is always so meaningful. Fang Chaoyang praised.

"Hehe, I like it very much, I have to read a few songs every day, she is really an amorous woman with delicate emotions. Liu Yueqing smiled.

"But she's still single. ”

"I didn't find anyone to dance with, it's too demanding! Like me, as long as I can be loved, it is a great happiness. Liu Yueqing laughed at herself.

After chatting for half an hour, Fang Chaoyang said goodbye and left, ate a bowl of noodles casually outside, and after returning home, he also picked up Cheng Lixue's "Flowers in the Wind".

Fang Chaoyang once proofread this book carefully, but when he re-reads it today, he has a different feeling.

Only when you fall out of love can you know what heartache feels like.

When that familiar figure fades away, if it can't be forgotten, it is hidden deep in the bottom of the heart, and occasionally remembered, it can also warm the past that has passed.

At noon the next day, Hai Xiaozhou called Fang Chaoyang and told him a very shocking news.