Please Don’t Give Up on Me

If it wasn't for this day to go out to make purchases, Qi Yue felt that he would have forgotten what Lin Jing looked like.

After all, the frequency of his recent appearance in front of her has been unprecedentedly low. I used to see when I looked up, but now I don’t see when I look up.

It's not that Qi Yue is not without resentment in the person who sits in the cab without squinting. This person really acted like that.

So she deliberately looked sad: "Why are you again? Can't you change someone?"

The little nurse standing behind her was directly startled by her sturdy style of ‘following offense’ and dropped her chin, and the medicine basket in her hand fell to the ground.

Qi Yue heard the sound, looked back, and told the little nurse: "Be careful. There is a liquid injection in it."

The little nurse tidied up the medicine spilled on her feet: "Sorry!"

Then she heard the chief in the car, Lieutenant Qi, said: "Either get in the car or don't go. Give you three seconds."

Little nurse: "..."

Could this be... the special way of dialogue between chiefs?

Qi Yue snorted coldly, opened the door and got into the car, and then slammed the door, making the action in one go. However, the car door was slammed by her again.

Lin Jingliang glanced at her swishly: "This car belongs to the public house."

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, he immediately climbed the steep mountain road...

The place where Qi Yue bought is in 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 on foot.

This is the first time Qi Yue has entered the center of the capital after arriving in Livia. Here she saw the most extreme contrast between poverty and wealth.

For example, opposite the luxury hotel where rich and luxurious people go in and out, there is a food distribution booth to help refugees. Because it is a non-governmental organization, it doesn't have much funding. It sends out some naan and some dried beans.

The relief workers wore clothes almost as tattered as refugees.

A huge sign was standing next to their booth with the words "fundraising" written in Arabic and English at the same time. However, most of the wealthy businessmen who came in and out of the hotel had never even glanced at it.

It is really the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones in the road.

Qi Yue took out the wallet on his body, pulled out a few large bills from it, and stuffed them into the donation box next to him.

She had just finished this action, and the refugees who were still waiting in line to receive the relief meal suddenly huffed and surrounded a group of adults and many children. Many people stretched out their hands at her, a pair 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 so many large bills in her wallet, which are all intended to buy medical supplies.

Suddenly, Lin Jing pushed aside the crowd and walked up to Qi Yue. He didn't talk nonsense with others, holding her hand, using a tall body to block those who came forward to pull Qi Yue, and directly led her out of the encirclement.

Qi Yue turned his head and glanced at the people who had followed for a while and then returned in disappointment, feeling uncomfortable.

She thought of the refugees who had surrounded them, some of them were so thin that they had only a leather skeleton and their eyes were slightly convex. Obvious long-term malnutrition. They were really desperate, and they would surround themselves desperately, grabbing her like the last straw. She saw real despair in the eyes of those people.

"Lin Jing." Qi Yue withdrew his hand from him, 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: "This whole country fell apart, most of the people were displaced, and the clothes and bodies were not enough to eat. Are you going to send money from house to house?"

Qi Yue didn't speak. She knows all the truth, but she still feels emotionally uncomfortable.

Lin Jing slowed down: "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 moved slightly.

Lin Jing: "Hurry up and buy the supplies first, we can't stay here for too long."

Lin Jing said that the delay cannot be too long because too many power supply facilities were destroyed in most areas during the war, which caused the country to be in a state of insufficient power supply. In order to ensure the power supply of important areas and facilities, many residential areas will be in a state of power outage from 6 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock the next morning.

The area where they are now is the power-off area.

Qi Yue also knew that it could not be delayed, so she temporarily set aside the guilt and discomfort in her heart, and rushed to the supply location to get the necessary supplies.

***

On the way back, the vehicle drove through the square area in the city center. A corner of the square was surrounded by three and three floors inside and out of the way.

In the center of the crowd was a crude wooden platform, and a row of women stood neatly on the platform. Their hands were shackled and chained to a thick iron chain. More than a dozen people were locked on an iron chain, just like tying an animal.

Qi Yue had heard in China before that the slave trade in Livia was rampant, and he didn't expect to see it here. Because of the country's chaos, it turns a blind eye to this kind of thing, and some people have tasted the sweetness in this kind of business, so they are even more unscrupulous. The seller really seemed to be selling something, with a greasy smile on his face, yelling enthusiastically, without shame.

Qi Yue's gaze patrolled over the group of slaves who were about to be trafficked, and when she saw a figure, her heart suddenly stirred.

"Lin Jing, stop!"

Lin Jing stepped on the sudden brake and stopped the car to the side of the road.

"What's wrong?"

Qi Yue trembled: "I seem to have seen Alia's mother."

Lin Jing frowned slightly, followed the direction of her fingers, and then stopped looking at a middle-aged woman who was tied to the chain.

Qi Yue said with difficulty: "Am I right?"

As if asking him for proof.

Lin Jing: "Yes, it's her."

Qi Yue: "I didn't expect to be sold here... I can't leave her alone! I promised Alia to help her find her mother."

The corner of Lin Jing's mouth raised slightly, and turned to look at her: "Are you thinking about Wendou or Wudou?"

Qi Yue was surprised for a moment when he agreed so readily, and his eyes widened slightly.

Lin Jing: "Why, so touched?"

Qi Yue couldn't help but whispered: "I thought you would say something that violates the rules or something..."

Lin Jing smiled that way: "The rules are dead, and people are alive. To stipulate this thing does not regulate everything in the world."

Qi Yue solemnly said: "Major Lin."

Lin Jing:? ?

Qi Yue: "I suddenly found out that you are very handsome today."

Lin Jing: "..." Is this something that needs to be discovered suddenly?

Qi Yue and Lin Jing mixed into the crowd of onlookers, and soon they discovered that this was not just a business, but more like an auction. If there are multiple people competing for a slave, then the highest bidder can get the slave.

The slaves were sold one by one to the new owner and signed a deed. After a while, it was Alia's mother, Amina.

The slave owner introduced in a bit crappy English: "This one is new, clean, healthy, able to work, and fertile."

Qi Yue frowned instantly. What's the meaning? What does it mean to be used as a livestock, but also as a tool for venting desires and fertility? !

Although Amina is not young anymore, she still looks charming. So this time there are more people bidding.

"Seven hundred."

"one thousand!"

"One...fifteen!"

"I have a thousand and eight-"

…

The starting price is five hundred dollars.

In just a few rounds, the price soared to US$2,300.

For the slave market, this is already a ridiculously high price. Before, there was a pretty girl in her 20s who bought it for three thousand dollars.

Seeing that Amina was about to be bought by a fat middle-aged man, a slender hand was suddenly raised in the crowd—

"Three thousand."

"Wow…"

Everyone, including Amina, looked in the direction of that hand.

Raising her hand is a brave and beautiful Asian woman with short hair, her eyes sharp and clear. Although he is slender, his aura is strong and he is not angry.

When Amina saw Qi Yue and Lin Jingshi standing next to her, her breath was instantly held, and tears gradually filled her eyes.

"Congratulations to this young lady! Please go to the backstage to sign the contract and pick up the goods." With a satisfied expression on his face, the slave owner waved his hand happily to bring Amina to the backstage.

In the envious or jealous eyes of everyone, Lin Jing stretched out his hand over Qi Yue's shoulders, fending off the crowd and walked towards the backstage, while bowing his head to Qi Yue's ear: "We seem to be running out of money."

Livia’s form is chaotic, and people who are besieged and robbed can be seen everywhere, so generally they don’t carry more money than they need for shopping when they go out.

Qi Yue also raised his head and bit his ears with him: "So the previous strategy was invalidated and the fight was changed."

Her voice was very low and soft, and her breath gently brushed his ear, like a lover's kiss.

She didn't notice, at that moment, Lin Jing's ears quietly climbed up with a blush.

It was also at that instant that a word popped out of his mind inexplicably-his face was like a peach blossom, and his breath was like a orchid.