"Haha, it's very easy, as much as you want, as sweet and greasy as you want, keep the inverted teeth!" Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Necrotic!" Peng Jiang smacked a pink fist in disgust.

has been dating Peng Jiang for so long, Fang Chaoyang has never written a love letter to her, not stingy to express his feelings, but with an unknown psychological shadow.

When he was in school, Fang Chaoyang once stayed up all night and wrote a 3,000-word love letter to Hai Xiaozhou with a dignified brush, which he thought was a masterpiece in love letters.

As a result, when he saw Hai Xiaozhou the next day, he handed her the love letter, but he didn't agree and quarreled. Hai Xiaozhou was furious, and he didn't even read it, so he tore up this treasure-level love letter and threw it into the wind.

At that time, Fang Chaoyang was very hurt, thinking that Hai Xiaozhou was not only torn apart by love letters, but by that strong love, and once secretly swore that he would never write love letters again in the future, so there was a big rift between him and Hai Xiaozhou.

Now Hai Xiaozhou always holds on to the past, in fact, she has never seriously reviewed how much she has done before. Men have always played a strong role in life, but that doesn't mean they can trample on their dignity at will.

"Chaoyang, what do you want me to help with?" Peng Jiang's words pulled Fang Chaoyang back from his memories.

"Oh, I want you to send the article to millions of signatures, appeal for it, and donate money to help Yu Qing's long-term sick mother. Fang Chaoyang said.

"Aren't there those non-profit organizations?" asked Peng Jiang.

"That kind of fundraising method is strictly reviewed, and I heard that Yu Qing's mother's situation is not very good, so I'm afraid it's too late. Of course, this is not in line with the regulations, but in front of saving people, you can't think so much. Fang Chaoyang said.

"Wait a minute, I'll get in touch with the two promoters. Peng Jiang said, opened WeChat, and began to contact Lin Zhigang and Li Ziji, two doctors, after reading the article, they both felt that they could try it.

"How is Lin Zhigang doing recently?" Fang Chaoyang inquired.

"Maybe it's like it's open, I often smile, and my work is crazy, like I'm atoning for my sins. Peng Jiang said, and asked again: "He, will he still go to court?"

"Yes! Look at the attitude of the prosecutor's office. Fang Chaoyang said vaguely.

No matter how hard Lin Zhigang tries, he must also bear the consequences for the crimes he has committed, and there is a clear boundary between love and law, and the latter will not be disturbed by the former.

Half an hour later, Changge Zailu's article calling for donations was posted on the homepage with millions of signatures, which immediately aroused a lot of reactions from netizens.

Everyone felt sorry for Yu Qing and sent condolences one after another, scolding the murderer for being cold-blooded and ruthless, and deserving of hell.

An hour later, the amount of registered donations has exceeded 50,000, and the actual amount may be even larger.

Peng Jiang was very busy, and Fang Chaoyang was also very happy, an online group like Million Signatures should not always focus on the Miao Yi case to try to interfere with the judiciary, and should play a more active social role.

After accompanying Peng Jiang for an afternoon, Fang Chaoyang returned home and transferred this article from WeChat to Hai Xiaozhou and Shang Yong.

Shang Yong gave a thumbs up and didn't say anything more, after Hai Xiaozhou finished reading, he sent a message and praised sincerely: "It's so well written, Chaoyang, if you are not a judge, you can also become a freelance writer." ”

"It's over!" Fang Chaoyang was also very happy.

"I'm curious, what was written in the love letter that I tore up back then?"

Hai Xiaozhou also thought of this matter, which made Fang Chaoyang feel extremely aggrieved, and only replied with three words after a while, "I forgot!"

"Alas, I had a really bad temper back then, just a little bit, and I didn't consider the feelings of others. Actually, I soon regretted it, and I wanted to pick it up and glue it back on, but there were so many pages, it was torn, and it flew everywhere, so it was impossible to finish it!"

Fang Chaoyang couldn't cry or laugh, but it was rare that she could still review it, so she replied angrily: "It's not much better now." ”

"It's much better! Since I went to work, I have restrained my bad temper and nodding and smiling when I see the leader. ”

"That's politeness, it's not about temper. ”

"Don't talk about it, go after the drama, remember to delete the record. "Sea Boat Road.

"Why?" Fang Chaoyang asked.

"It's been seen by your girlfriend, and I'm going to find your fault again. ”

"She never flipped through my phone. ”

"That's a trust in you, cherish it!" Hai Xiaozhou sent a wave of goodbye.

Fang Chaoyang quit the WeChat software, sat on the sofa, called up Yu Qing's travelogue, and read it again until the night completely covered the room.

The next day, not long after Fang Chaoyang arrived at the office and sat down, the clerk Xiao Zhao came in, holding a newspaper in his hand, which was the "Dong'an Daily" that the unit must order.

"Xiao Zhao, bring me a newspaper. Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm not that conscious. Xiao Zhao smiled, unfolded the newspaper on the table, turned to the page of the supplement, and said, "Head, look, the article about the backpack girl." ”

The road is at the foot, and the man is in heaven.

Fang Chaoyang never expected that Dong'an Daily would publish his article in full, and even the donation account number was on it. With media participation, Yu Qing's mother will receive more donations, and perhaps, it will be possible to get up from the hospital bed, and Fang Chaoyang is deeply pleased.

"This article is so well written, I almost cried when I saw it, and I just donated five hundred. Xiao Zhao said.

"Alas, it's a pity for Yu Qing. ”

"The author's name is also good, and the long song is on the road, I really want to meet this great god. Xiao Zhao said again.

It's me, Fang Chaoyang almost said it, but after thinking about it, he asked, "Has the procuratorate prosecuted Shang Zaijun?"

"Not yet, maybe wait for the 625 corpse crushing case!" Xiao Zhao said.

The newspaper was left by Fang Chaoyang, and it also had its own articles on it, which were carefully collected as souvenirs.

The influence of the media is strong, Yu Qing's case has once again become the focus, and the news on the Internet is rolling quickly, and Fang Chaoyang rarely pays attention to it in his spare time.

Yu Qing's father said in an interview that up to now, he has received 300,000 donations, and he promised that he will use the money seriously, make the expenditure accounts public, and give the excess part to public welfare organizations and then use it to help others.

He was very grateful to the benefactor who wrote the article calling for donations, and bowed deeply in front of the camera.

More details about Yu Qing's life were dug up by the interviewed media, and Fang Chaoyang was surprised to find that one of the screen names Yu Qing had used before was Changge on the road, and he had a special fate with himself.

At the mention of his daughter, Yu Qing's father still burst into tears, choked up several times and couldn't speak. For five years, he had been under the illusion that his daughter would suddenly appear in front of him with a smile, but what he could see was a cold, dry bone.

Shang Zaijun's evil deeds are too numerous to mention, and no matter how much money he donated to study, he could not wash away the sins that were full of filth.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Chaoyang received a call from Shang Yong and immediately drove to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Shang Zaijun was arraigned again, and the focus of this interrogation was the 625 corpse mutilation case that happened 20 years ago.