Actually, before Zhou Fangchun was executed, Chu Yu had gone to see her. It wasn't that Chu Yu wanted to go, but that Zhou Fangchun specifically asked her to go.
Chu Yu hadn't thought of this person for many years.
Zhou Fangchun's case has dragged on for many years, and now it is finally about to be settled. Chu Yu has a sense of unreality.
Dai Donglin was reluctant for Chu Yu to see Zhou Fangchun, fearing that Zhou Fangchun might say something harsh that would upset Chu Yu, but Chu Yu felt she should go anyway.
"Don't worry, I'll be right back."
Dai Donglin was still worried. "Then I'll wait for you at the door. Remember, just say a few words and come out. Don't talk to her for too long, and don't let her ideas lead you astray. Chu Yu, you have to remember that everyone has to be responsible for their own life. Zhou Fangchun's current situation is her own fault, and it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to be dragged into this mess by her."
Chu Yu smiled and hugged Dai Donglin affectionately, "Thank you for your concern, husband."
Dai Donglin patted her forehead helplessly, "I'm serious, why are you acting like a child?"
“I’m telling you the truth, I won’t fall into her trap. So many years have passed, and Zhou Fangchun is looking for me because of Mao Xia. Coincidentally, I have some information about Mao Xia that I can share with her.” Chu Yu’s voice was very gentle, without any trace of hatred.
Chu Yu slowly walked into the cold, impersonal building.
She was led into a room where Zhou Fangchun was sitting through a glass partition.
Chu Yu sat down in front of the stool.
Through the glass, Chu Yu sized up Zhou Fangchun. The food in the prison seemed to be quite good. Zhou Fangchun had gained some weight, and the wrinkles around her eyes had deepened. Years of imprisonment had made Zhou Fangchun more peaceful. She was no longer as emotionally intense as she had been years ago. She had become calm and composed, and her eyes even held a strange kindness when she looked at people.
She doesn't seem to be the same Zhou Fangchun as Chu Yu remembers.
Chu Yu even felt like she didn't recognize her anymore.
Zhou Fangchun was surprised to find that Chu Yu was still so young and beautiful after all these years! Counting the days, Chu Yu should be thirty-five years old this year, right? But time has not left any trace on Chu Yu's face. She is radiant, young and beautiful, with elastic, fair and smooth skin. She doesn't look thirty-five at all; she looks more like twenty.
Zhou Chuyu hasn't changed at all!
Zhou Fangchun looked at Chu Yu in front of her and was stung by her radiance.
Zhou Chuyu seemed to be doing well. You can tell whether someone is doing well or not just by looking at their face, their brow, and their eyes.
Zhou Fangchun can infer that Zhou Chuyu has a happy family and a successful career, so she probably doesn't have many worries. Her biggest headache is probably her child's education, or perhaps she doesn't even have that kind of headache.
Zhou Fangchun felt it was unfair that such a person had no shortcomings in their life.
“It’s been many years since we last met. You must have children by now, right?” Zhou Fangchun suddenly asked.
Perhaps because she was about to die, Zhou Fangchun suddenly remembered that she was Zhou Chuyu's elder.
She also watched Zhou Chuyu grow up.
Zhou Fangchun suddenly remembered that when Zhou Chuyu was a child, she was always afraid of the dark and dared not go to the toilet. When Zhou Fangchun went home to visit her family, Zhou Chuyu asked her to accompany her to the toilet, and Zhou Fangchun agreed.
At that time, Zhou Chuyu was a small, insignificant person, posing no threat, while Zhou Fangchun was young and beautiful, not sharp or mean.
They are not the same as they became later.
When Zhou Fangchun recalled these past events, she felt inexplicably dazed. She didn't understand how she had gotten to this point. It seemed like it had taken her many years and a lot of effort, but in the end, she had gained nothing.
She suddenly remembered what Chu Yu had said when he last came to see her. Zhou Fangchun had been thinking about it for many years, always wondering if Chu Yu had lied to her. However, Zhou Fangchun was forbidden from visiting him, so she had no chance to question Zhou Chu Yu until the news of the execution finally came down and all the details of the case were clarified.
The person killed by Zhou Fangchun has been reclaimed.
This case has finally been settled.
Zhou Fangchun used her last visit to see Zhou Chuyu. When Chuyu heard her question, she nodded without hesitation.
"I gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl."
Zhou Fangchun frowned. This woman's life was too happy. Nowadays, it is said that having a second child is prohibited outside, and family planning is strictly enforced. Even pregnant women can be taken away for abortion. But Zhou Chuyu has two children in her life, and twins, a boy and a girl, means perfection.
This woman is perfect in every way!
Zhou Fangchun felt uneasy. Zhou Chuyu could have a perfect life, but what about her Xiaxia?
How is Mao Xia doing?
Zhou Fangchun was eager to find out about Mao Xia from Chu Yu.
"Last time you said Mao Xia was scammed out of money, that Mao Xia had nothing left. You were lying to me, weren't you? You lied to trick me, to get me to talk and find out where that money went. My Mao Xia took the money and went to Hong Kong to live a good life. My Mao Xia has a happy life, a loving husband, and adorable, well-behaved children. My Mao Xia will have a smooth life for the rest of her days. My Mao Xia won't be worse off than you!"
After Zhou Fangchun finished speaking in one breath, Chu Yu finally understood why Zhou Fangchun had called him here.
They really were trying to find out Mao Xia's whereabouts.
It's no wonder; mothers love their children, and naturally, their children are their greatest concern before they pass away.
Chu Yu didn't rush to refute; she handed Zhou Fangchun a stack of photos.
Zhou Fangchun took the photo and looked at it for a while. In the photo, Mao Xia was standing on the street. She was dressed in a leopard-print skirt and smoky makeup, just like a prostitute on the street, with a fawning smile on her face.
In another photo, after attracting a customer, Mao Xia puts her arm around the customer and walks into a glamorous establishment.
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