Desperate

Even though he knew it was inappropriate, Dou Huaiye still wore that ostentatious dress to attend the ceremony.

But when he saw the surprised or envious eyes around him, Dou Huaiye was still so ashamed and annoyed that he wanted to twist Liang Qian's head off.

What's wrong with me, why did I mess around with him!

Dou Huaiye couldn't stand the eyes of his colleagues with ulterior motives anymore, and hid in the backstage of the venue as if evading. He happened to meet the Deputy Prime Minister of the Cabinet who was present. tie.

Dou Huaiye always avoided things in the officialdom, so she planned to sneak away as if she didn't see it, but it was too late, and the deputy prime minister's elegant voice stopped her: "Xiao Dou, what's wrong, don't wait to see I?"

Dou Huaiye had no choice but to come back in embarrassment, with a smile on his pretty face: "Old Gu Ge."

The deputy prime minister is old, but even his old face and gray hair still can't conceal his former handsomeness.He glanced at Dou Huaiye's skirt and smiled: "Young people dress up very well."

Dou Huaiye had already broken Liang Qian's body to pieces several times in his heart: "I... I am inappropriate today."

"Hey, what's the matter?" the Deputy Prime Minister waved his hand to make way for the bodyguards around him, "As long as Lieutenant Colonel Dou stands there, he will be the face of our military."

The entire cabinet is the queen's people, so they are naturally close to the military. Dou Huaiye doesn't want to practice Tai Chi with him anymore, and she also knows where the deputy prime minister's life is: "Gu Ge's words are serious, please tell Wu Ge for me. say hello."

Sure enough, the deputy prime minister's face froze when he heard the words, and there was a fleeting trace of unhappiness in his eyes: "Old Wu Ge is busy with his affairs, and the gods and dragons don't see each other all day long. I don't know when I can see him."

Dou Huaiye thought it was true, with her qualifications, she would not be able to see such a high-ranking official as the Prime Minister, but it was strange that this lord never appeared in the media, and all matters were announced by the Deputy Prime Minister, even the Queen I will go down and explain it to him myself.

There were even rumors that this handsome deputy prime minister was specially recruited by the prime minister to support him.

Dou Huaiye greeted the other party a few more times, and couldn't help but want to leave, so the Deputy Prime Minister told her a few words: "Little Dou, when the refugee representative comes to the stage, you and I will accept the flower offering together, do you hear me? "

Dou Huaiye: "How can I..."

"It's not just you," the deputy prime minister interrupted her refusal: "All school-level officers participating in the ceremony have to come on stage, Xiao Dou, don't be special."

Dou Huaiye could only nod his head.

Liang Qian stood at the very end of the open-air stage, all of them were seated on the curtain, bowed their heads and played with their fingers boredly.

He has never been interested in refugees. He heard that this group of people came from the coastal cities in the northeast. Their homes were destroyed by the tsunami. Her Majesty the Queen immediately issued an order that the emperor will take the lead and return these people A new home.

Liang Qian felt very boring. He was used to being pampered since he was a child, and he had no sympathy for this kind of low-level refugees. He would not bother to come if he had to order from his superiors——

Dou Huaiye stepped onto the stage with light steps in black suede high heels.She wore the dress she gave her today. The rose-colored skirt matched her fair skin, and the neckline was very bold. When her slender neck was lowered, it was like a swan sipping water.

Liang Qian narrowed his eyes, his chest leaped with joy, he almost wanted to rush forward and take her appearance as his own, so that no one else could see it.

But his military rank is a bit lower than others, so he can only shrink in the last row unwillingly.

The Deputy Prime Minister's speech was boring and lengthy, Liang Qian was drowsy from the scorching sun, and could only count the pearls on the necklace Dou Huaiye was wearing to pass the time.After finally waiting for the deputy prime minister to announce, "Thank you for listening." Then I saw refugee representatives lined up in a row one after another, each holding a bouquet in their hands.

Liang Qian took a closer look, and found that there were old and young in the team, well-dressed, obviously all age groups had been carefully selected, and the only thing in common was that they were all sallow and thin.

The children came to the stage first and gave bouquets to the Deputy Prime Minister at the front, followed by the elderly.

During the whole process, except for the sound of cameras and reporters near the open-air stage, the people on the stage hardly spoke, just smiled like a puppet show, and thanked them.

Dou Huaiye's previous senior officials hadn't received flowers yet, and she also felt that it was not her turn for the time being, so she just stood there bored, reviewing the design drawings of "Hemera" over and over again in her mind.

A white-haired woman walked up the side steps. She should be in her late 50s, but her hair was strangely white.The woman hunched over, holding a bouquet of snow-white roses, slowly passed the person in front of Dou Huaiye, and walked straight towards her.

Only then did Dou Huaiye come back to her senses, and she reminded the representative in a soft voice with kindness: "Auntie, you can't pass the people in front, they can only give me the flowers after they have received the flowers."

The middle-aged woman turned a deaf ear to it, with a grateful look on her wrinkled face, her yellow eyes fixed on Dou Huaiye's beautiful face, and she said, "Thank you...thank you all."

After speaking, he handed the flowers to Dou Huaiye.

Dou Huaiye was a little helpless, she felt that the woman didn't understand what she meant, so she could only take the flowers and hug them in her arms.Bai Qiangwei leaned against her white collarbone, as beautiful as a painting.

The woman still refused to leave, but opened her arms to Dou Huaiye with a shy face: "This... my lord, can I... give you a hug?"

Dou Huaiye originally didn't like to be in contact with people, but on this occasion, as a military representative hugging a refugee, it was quite a good publicity picture to be caught by the camera.Besides... Dou Huaiye lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the woman's face. Although she was old and thin, she felt inexplicably close.

She put the rose flower in her arms, leaned down/hugged the woman, the woman was not tall, and Dou Huaiye, who was wearing high-heeled shoes, leaned down/body, she was just able to reach the ear of the female officer:

"Dou Huaiye, why haven't people like you gone to hell yet?"

Liang Qian saw Dou Huaiye leaning over to hug the thin and short woman, and just wanted to laugh at her, but saw the woman's face on Dou Huaiye's shoulder suddenly twisted, and a bright dagger leaked out of the hand behind Dou Huaiye's back, He was going to stab the lieutenant colonel in the back without mercy.

"Dou Huaiye!" A white light flashed in Liang Qian's mind, and he rushed over without hesitation while roaring.Hearing the curse, Dou Huaiye's back was tense, and he was about to push the woman away, but Liang Qian who had rushed to him pulled her away, and the woman's dagger only had time to draw a line of blood on her arm.

Liang Qian stood in front of her, and Dou Huaiye was thrown out by Liang Qian's hand, and fell to sit on the stage.

Dou Huaiye saw the woman's knife piercing Liang Qian's chest again, she trembled with fear, looked at Liang Qian's back, but her legs were so weak that she could only shout in vain: "Liang Qian!"

This scream woke up the people on the stage, and then they all looked into the corner.Someone saw what was going on, and yelled in fear: "Killer!" The originally orderly stage was in chaos, the crowd's cries and noisy calls for help became chaotic, and the deputy prime minister's bodyguard was still there. In the audience, the deputy prime minister could only be heard powerlessly blocking the camera: "Stop filming! Stop filming!"

Being pushed and shoved by the crowd, Liang Qian reached out and grabbed the tip of the woman's knife. The man didn't know how to do it, he just kept stabbing in with the knife. Although his expression was terrifying, he couldn't beat the professionally trained Liang Qian.Liang Qian's right hand was cut bloody by the blade, but he still didn't let go, and was about to pull the handle of the knife, but at this moment he heard Dou Huaiye calling his name.

Scared, heartbroken, like afraid of losing something.

Liang Qian's eyes brightened, the hand that was holding the blade loosened, and he turned slightly to the right, with the blood-stained hand covering his chest.The tip of the woman's knife staggered miserably from the heart, and it pierced accurately into the crevice of the right finger on the chest.

Liang Qian snorted in pain. Unexpectedly, the old woman used so much strength to pierce his finger all the way into the skin of his chest. I don't know if she hurt her lungs.He sneered, looked at the red-eyed woman in front of him with contempt, and thought, that's the end of the advantage I've given you today.

Immediately, Liang Qian raised her left hand, which had not moved, and numb the woman's wrist with an elbow, snatched the blood-stained knife, raised the knife with her backhand, and stabbed hard into the woman's wrist. woman's throat.

Blood spurted out in a "push", and the woman seemed to have not reacted, she rolled her eyes and fell backwards. At the moment before she died, she was still struggling to roll her eyes, and looked at Dou Huaiye behind Liang Qian with resentment.

Dou Huaiye shuddered at that glance, and his brain throbbed uncontrollably.The woman's face twisted and twirled before her eyes until it changed into a younger look, but the expression on that face was not as frenzied as it is now, but with a bitter pleading look: "Huaiye, I Please, let's go, okay?"

"My son can't compete with the military."

The woman fell on the stage with the dagger stuck in her throat, and never moved again.The originally white roses at the feet had been trampled into mud by the terrified crowd, scattered scattered around the corpse.

Liang Qian's lungs were in severe pain, and he couldn't hold it any longer. His knees softened and he knelt down in front of the corpse. Dou Huaiye crawled over to see him with disheveled hair, and covered the bleeding hole on his chest with his hand. Her voice trembled with fear: "Liang Qian! Liang Qian! How are you doing!"

Liang Qian tilted her head and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the corner of her mouth was still smiling with froth: "Little...beauty...if I...do this, then you...worry...for...me." It was cold outside The air was sucked into the pierced lung, causing Liang Qian to sweat profusely from the pain.

"Don't die!" Dou Huaiye yelled, but the voice sounded very small to Liang Qian, as if it came from a distant place: "Liang Qian! Don't die!"

Liang Qian lay in Dou Huaiye's arms and passed out.