[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

In the morning, it rained again.

The humid air brought some coldness, the man lifted a corner of the quilt and got out of bed, took his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed to button it.He turned his head slightly, and he could see Yinque's sleeping face—the other party seemed to have accepted everything, and there was no resistance to him, whether it was eating at the same table or sharing the same bed, he accepted everything.

If they hadn't been on the opposite side from the very beginning, it would be a pretty good experience for Qianqiu to be able to see Yinque's face for the first time every day when they withdraw from the nightmare.

The man buttoned up the button, and suddenly stretched out his hand and landed on the forehead of the other party.

Silverfinch's hair is thin and soft, as black as ink.

He fiddled with strands, watching them unravel and slide from his fingers.

"...Are you going away today?" Yinque asked in a hoarse voice without opening her eyes.

"Yeah." Qianqiu said, "How do you know?"

"I can feel it." Yinque tugged at the quilt, hiding half of her face in it, and slowly opened her eyes, "Bon voyage."

Hearing this, the man suddenly withdrew his hand.

Those sleepy eyes, together with the casual and lazy words, gave Qianqiu the illusion that they were just ordinary partners.This is really not a good omen, Qianqiu got up and began to dress, said lightly: "If you want to escape, now is a good time, I have to go out for two days."

"I won't escape."

The man said jokingly: "Who knows, if you escape, you must find a good place to hide, lest I find you again."

Yinque rolled over on the bed, raised her head slightly with her elbows propped up, and said unwillingly: "Ah, yes, if I escape, I will definitely not let you find me."

Qian Qiu was arranging his cuffs in front of the full-length mirror, in the mirror he could just see Yinque's gaze.

There are provocations and ridicule in his eyes, and he also has a hidden hook, which can hook people firmly.

After the man left, Yinque wanted to sleep for a while—the only benefit brought about by the destruction of the family was that he no longer had to get up early and work late into the night—but the sound of the pattering rain outside broke his drowsiness, Yinque opened her eyes and stared at the gloomy sky outside the window for a long time, her mind was empty, as if she was escaping from the status quo and was unwilling to think about anything.

"咚咚-"

The knock on the door brought him back to his senses, and then Zhiyu's voice came in through the door: "Madam."

"……Um?"

After hearing the response, Zhiyu opened the door and came in: "Breakfast is ready. The second young master ordered you to eat on time."

"understood……"

It was raining, and Yinque was not in the mood to go out for a stroll in the rain. After breakfast, he sat under the canopy in the yard and read a book; when he felt sleepy, he took a nap to the sound of the rain.He really had nothing to do, and from the moment he chose to make peace with Qianqiu, Yinque seemed to succumb to fate and completely became Alpha's vassal.

This is the case with many Omegas. Before marriage, there is still a self to speak of; after marriage, apart from pleasing their husbands, there is only one thing left to reproduce.

He doesn't have any worries about getting pregnant for the time being - whether it's him or Qianqiu, both of them have reservations.

The deepest part of Omega's body, a man has not yet broken into it.

In any case, Yinque didn't want to be marked, let alone bear children for the man who had betrayed him so badly.

When the rain stopped, he woke up from his light sleep and turned to look at Zhiyu.

The woman is like an emotionless machine, standing respectfully on his left side.Yinque asked: "Did Qianqiu tell you not to stand on my right?"

"Yes ma'am."

Obviously, it doesn't make any sense to stick to these rules now.

Yinque stretched her waist and got off the couch: "Come and walk around with me, just walk around the yard of Yin's house."

"Madam can go anywhere she wants, except the North Courtyard."

"I know that Yin Baiyan lives in the North Courtyard."

He didn't have a good impression of the North Hospital either.He had seen the overly gloomy decoration and the weird fountain built in the room on the first day he was brought back by Qianqiu.It really didn't look like a place for him to live in. It's not hard to imagine that Yin Baiyan's personality is probably no different from his father's, impersonal.

The southeast and west yards alone are enough for Yinque to take a walk. He walked on the stone-paved road, and Zhiyu followed him with an umbrella.

"There are not many flowers in this yard, it's too monotonous." Yinque said casually.

"Young master is allergic to pollen, so he doesn't plant."

"You have been in Yin's house for a long time."

"I was bought by the master since I was a child."

"Have you been serving Qianqiu all this time?"

"I was recently appointed by the master to serve the second young master."

A piece of ginkgo leaf covered with rain fell from his eyes, he picked it up and looked down: "But now Qianqiu gave you to me again.... Did you give it to me, but you seem to listen to him more. "

"I listen to the second young master and my wife."

"Then what if our orders go against it."

"I will give priority to the second young master's order."

Yinque squeezed the ginkgo leaf to play with, and said lightly: "I guess so. You must think that I am very difficult to serve, because the servants who got married in the past were afraid of me."

"My wife is easy to get along with."

"Oh? Really?" Ginque suddenly turned around and passed the ginkgo leaves in his hand, "Do you like ginkgo?"

These words were too unexpected, and Zhiyu, who handled things quickly, was obviously stunned: "...I like it."

"Then I'll give it to you." Yinque frowned, "Wipe off the water and put it in your favorite book."

"..." Zhiyu took it and asked hesitantly, "But how does my wife know..."

"What people like and what they don't like can't be hidden." Yinque turned her head and continued to walk on this road, "I saw you looked at these ginkgo trees last time, so I guess you Should like it."

"My wife is amazing." Zhiyu said, "I planted these ginkgoes together with my former manager."

Yinque didn't look back: "No wonder. Is the previous steward gone?"

"Not anymore, he... died of illness three years ago."

While chatting, Yinque walked through the entire path full of ginkgo, and the building that appeared in front of him was far from the style of the West Courtyard, but somewhat similar to Yin Baiyan's residence.

Iron exterior walls, an empty courtyard like a playground, with many dummies standing on both sides, it looks like a shooting range.

"Can I go in here?" Yinque asked.

"It's all up to the wife."

There was a heavy chain hanging on the same iron gate of the building. Before Yinque could signal, Zhiyu took it off first and pushed the door open for him.

The scene inside is scarier than it looks outside.

The ground presents a strange blackness, and if you look carefully, there are some dark red traces mixed in; the building about two stories high is not layered, and there are exhaust windows in the upper part around it, and the light comes from the fan blades. The light coming in through the gaps in the hall does not play a role in lighting; there are many things Yinque has never seen before on both sides of the hall, like torture tools, and like auxiliary props for some kind of training.

But the most uncomfortable thing is the dog cage in the four corners.

That should be a dog cage, although the size is more than twice the size of a normal dog cage.

"This..." Yinque frowned, and subconsciously wanted to ask Zhiyu what it was for here.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, another man's voice came from behind him: "This is the training ground, it's the training ground that Qianqiu and the others used when they were young."

Yinque suddenly turned around, and a rather familiar man stood outside the door.

He had seen this man more than once.

"Based on age and relationship, I might have to call you sister-in-law, but I really can't call you." The man said, "Is it okay to call you Yinque... Ah yes, my name is Danlong, and I grew up with Qianqiu He is his younger brother."

It's an Alpha again, which can be distinguished from the pheromone.

Yinque looked at him expressionlessly—he remembered that the man in front of him who came to assist Qianqiu in arresting him back to the Yin family that night was the man in front of him—after looking at him for a moment, he said, "Why is there only Alpha in the Yin family?"

Danlong smiled and rolled his eyes: "First, I'm not a child of the Yin family, I'm just a servant; second, of course the Yin family has Beta and Omega, but they're not in the family anymore."

He walked into the building on his own, passed Yinque, and looked up at the gloomy scene with nostalgia: "Qianqiu is away, let me take care of you for a few days... You don't seem to need it either." Take care."

"He's bothered." Yinque said, "I really don't need to take care of it."

"I can also accompany you to go around the city and enter the palace. I have a pretty good relationship with the second prince."

"You just said, this is the training ground, what are you training for?"

Dan Long said: "Train what you can use and what you can't use. Those who win can continue to be the children of the family. Those who lose will either die on the spot or be sent to other places. From then on, it has nothing to do with the family.  … ...But you should know what will happen to the people in the clouds if they fall into the swamp."

"..."

"Qianqiu survived with great difficulty. Compared to a canary like you, the children of the Yin family are too miserable." Danlong shrugged, "Fortunately, my surname is not Yin."

"I do not quite understand."

"The old man is a supremacy of strength, so Qianqiu Qiansui and the others have been in the training ground since they were young, learning fighting and spear skills, and fighting with their lives."

Danlong said it very lightly, but in fact, seeing such a miserable person, it is hard not to keep shadows in his heart-the seven or eight-year-old child fights with his bare hands, his body is covered in blood, and the winner can sit on the table Eat a meal, and the loser will be watched in a dog cage with no food or water.

This is a vicious cycle, the loser's injuries cannot be treated, nor can he replenish his physical strength, so he will naturally gain the upper hand in the next fight.

Only those who can turn defeat into victory in such a dead situation can be "loved" by the master.

"In fact, Qianqiu should also be sent to the branch family, but he is too good at finding opportunities." Danlong said with interest, "Didn't Qianqiu tell you about these things? You seem a little surprised."

"……No."

"In fact, Qianqiu can't beat Yin Qiansui. After all, they are two years behind. But Yin Qiansui really likes to torture people in his bones. Once when Qianqiu was confined and punished, he gave Qianqiu half a cake. The condition is that Qian Qiu knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging him to give the half cake."

"..."

"Guess what Qianqiu did?"

"..."

"He kowtowed, begged for mercy, and ate the half of the cake... Then, in the next fight, he almost killed Yin Qiansui."

"..."

"If he didn't have that half cake, he would definitely not be able to beat him. The injury from the previous time didn't heal, and he didn't have anything to eat. No matter how powerful he is. But Yin Qiantui likes to torture people, wouldn't this give him a chance? "Danlong said, looking at Yinque and smiling, "He actually treats you very well. If you are hungry for three days and someone gives you half a piece of cake, you will also ask for it; he can torture you like this, but he It’s not that bad, isn’t it... people, wanting to live is instinct.”

Yinque smiled: "You are wrong, I will not beg for mercy."

"So confident?"

"I'm not even close."

Understanding the sinister meaning in Yinque's words, Danlong raised his eyebrows mischievously, and said: "There is nothing interesting here, why don't I accompany you to a casino or a brothel? Or do you want to know the embarrassing things about Qianqiu when he was a child?" Well, let me tell you."

[The author has something to say]: So Qianqiu is more miserable, or Yinque is more miserable (x