You can search "Please don't give up on me" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
If it wasn't for the fact that he was going to go shopping this day, Qi Yue felt that he would almost forget what Lin Jing looked like.
After all, the frequency of his appearance in front of her recently has been unprecedentedly low. In the past, I looked up and didn't see me, I looked down and saw it, but now I can't see me even if I look up and down.
Qi Yue looked at the man sitting in the driver's cab without looking sideways, not without resentment in his heart. This guy really acted like that.
So she looked sleepy on purpose: "Why is it you again? Can't you change someone?"
The little nurse standing behind her dropped her jaw in shock from her aggressive style of "offending above", and the medicine basket in her hand fell to the ground.
When Qi Yue heard the sound, she turned her head and took a look, and told the little nurse: "Be careful. There are liquid injections inside."
The little nurse tidied up the spilled medicines at her feet in a panic: "Sorry!"
Then she heard Lieutenant Qi, the leader in the car, say: "Either get in the car, or don't go. I'll give you three seconds."
Little nurse: ""
Could this be a special way of dialogue between officers?
Qi Yue snorted coldly, opened the door to get into the car, and then slammed the door, all in one go. It's just that she slammed the car door loudly again.
Lin Jing glanced at her coldly: "This car belongs to the public."
Qi Yue: "I know!"
Lin Jing stepped on the accelerator, and the power of the Hummer suddenly increased to the highest level. Like a road monster, it climbed up the steep mountain road in an instant
Qi Yue's shopping location is on the pedestrian street. So when they arrived in the city center, they first found a nearby spot to park, and then walked to the pedestrian street.
This is the first time Qi Yue has entered the center of the capital since arriving in Livia. Here she saw the most extreme contrast between poverty and wealth.
For example, opposite the luxury hotel where rich people in luxurious clothes come and go, there is a food distribution booth for refugees. Because it is a non-governmental organization, it doesn't have any funds, and all it distributes are some naan and some dried beans.
Relief workers wore the same ragged clothes as refugees.
Next to their booth stood a huge billboard with the words 'collection' written in both Arabic and English. However, most of the rich businessmen who came in and out of the hotel didn't even look at it.
It's really rich people's wine and meat stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.
Qi Yue took out his wallet, took out a few big bills from it, and stuffed them into the donation box next to him.
As soon as she finished this action, the refugees who were still queuing up to receive the relief meal suddenly gathered around a group, including adults and many children. Many people stretched out their hands to her, and pairs of longing eyes surrounded her heavily. The younger child simply stepped forward and hugged her leg.
Qi Yue was embarrassed.
There is not much change in her wallet, and she can't give this or that But there are only so many big bills in her wallet, which are all intended to be used to buy medical supplies.
Lin Jing suddenly pushed aside the crowd and walked up to Qi Yue. He didn't talk nonsense, held her hand, used his tall body to fend off those who came forward to pull Qi Yue, and led her directly out of the encirclement.
Qi Yue looked back at those who had followed for a while and then returned disappointed, feeling uncomfortable.
She thought of the refugees who gathered around, some of them were so thin that they only had a leather bag and skeleton, and their eyes were still slightly protruding. Significant chronic malnutrition. They were really desperate, so they surrounded her desperately and grabbed her like the last straw. In the eyes of those people, she saw real despair.
"Lin Jing." Qi Yue withdrew his hand from his, and suddenly stopped.
She didn't know how to help those people.
Lin Jing also stopped and turned to look at her.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and Lin Jing sighed: "The whole country fell apart, most people were displaced, with little clothing and food. Are you going to send money from door to door?"
Qi Yue didn't speak. She understands the truth, but she still feels uncomfortable emotionally.
Lin Jing softened his tone: "You are already helping them."
Qi Yue: ""
Lin Jing took a step closer to her and looked down at her: "What you are doing now is helping them."
Qi Yue's heart skipped a beat.
Lin Jing: "Hurry up and buy the supplies first, we can't delay here for too long."
Lin Jing said that the delay should not be too long, because most of the?Please go to the background to sign the contract and pick up the goods. "The slave owner waved happily with a satisfied expression on his face, and asked people to take Amina to the backstage.
Under the envious or jealous eyes of the crowd, Lin Jing stretched out his hand to wrap Qi Yue's shoulders, avoiding the crowd and walked to the backstage, while lowering his head and leaning into Qi Yue's ear: "We seem to be running out of money."
Livia's form is chaotic, and looters can be seen everywhere on the street, so generally when they go out, they basically don't carry more money than they need for shopping.
Qi Yue also raised his head and whispered to him: "So the previous strategy is invalidated and changed to fighting."
Her voice was very low and soft, and her breath gently brushed against his ears, like a lover's kiss.
She didn't notice that at that moment, Lin Jing's ears were blushing quietly.
It was also at that moment that a sentence popped out of his mind inexplicably - the face is like a peach blossom, and the breath is like an orchid.
¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù
The estimate is wrong, the climax is tomorrow. Double update tomorrow morning! Promise you, do what you say!
As an aside, the slave trade in Libya is true It was exposed in 2017 that there are at least 9 slave auction sites near the capital Tripoli alone. You can buy one for $500the illegal trade is still rampant.