[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

The racecourse was assigned to Qianqiu's name by Yinque long ago, but escaped unharmed when the married family was in distress, and was not sealed by the guards to belong to the royal family.

Even before the family accident, because of the remoteness and small profits, almost no one cares about it.There are few people who buy horses, and the family does not expect the racecourse to be profitable at all-the reason for its existence is to please the silver sparrows.

The place where they got off was not too far from the horse field, but they could still see the green field behind the loose fence.Some people are leading their horses to the mountains behind, and they are probably going to walk the horses; there are also people sitting and smoking pipes by the stables, looking very comfortable.

Now, in Yinque's view, even those people in the racecourse who have been neglected all year round are living a much better life than him.

The man slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was waiting for Yinque to come to him.

"Why did you bring me to the racecourse..." Yinque asked in a low voice.

"Isn't the Yin family boring? I'll bring you here to change your mood." The man suddenly scratched his hair, covering his eyebrows with the broken hair on his forehead, "After the accident happened to the married family, I sent someone to settle the wages of the horse farm on time. Just like before, your favorite horse is well cared for."

"I don't know what the point of what you're doing."

"This is already my property, and I am free to do whatever I want."

During the conversation, the two walked side by side, probably because of the morning dream, Yinque's eyebrows were sullen, not as relaxed as usual.Before they stepped into the gate of the horse farm, some young people working inside had already noticed their arrival, and ran to the back of the stable in a panic, not knowing who to report to.The result was soon revealed. Master Liang came out wearing a thick linen gown, and was stunned when he saw Yinque: "Young master...?!"

When these two words came out of Qianqiu's mouth, it was a mockery, and when they came out of the mouth of someone who didn't know, there was only sadness that made Yinque's heart ache.

Yinque looked away: "I've already..." "The young master said he wanted to ride a horse to relax," the man snatched his words, "Master Liang, long time no see."

"It's Qianqiu," Master Liang laughed, and in an instant he was afraid of being rude in front of Yinque, so he restrained his smile and bowed his waist slightly, "Young master, please—"

Be it Master Liang, or other young people who rely on raising horses for their livelihood, they rarely leave the racecourse. It seems that no one knows that starting a family is a thing of the past. Now standing here are the second young master of the Yin family, the first family in the empire, and his father. his wife.

Yinque didn't move, and neither did Qianqiu.

The man seemed to be waiting for him to leave first, Ginzai squinted at him, trying to find out the other's intentions from that face.But Qianqiu didn't show any expression at all, as if he was back when he first came to him, restrained, indifferent, and strictly obeying the rules of servants.

"What on earth are you trying to do..." Silver Sparrow whispered.

"Just do what you want." The man showed a smirk he hadn't seen for a long time, "No matter what the young master wants to do, I will be with the young master."

"..." Yinque looked back and muttered to himself, "I don't know what you want to do anymore....I'm tired too."

Seeing that they did not follow, Master Liang stood at the corner and waited, not daring to rush.

It wasn't until Yinque walked out a few steps that the man finally followed behind him on the left, walking at the same pace as him.

In a trance, it seemed to return to half a year ago.

Silver Sparrow's horse has white willow leaf patterns on its forehead. According to what Qian Qiu learned from Master Liang, this horse was already the favorite horse of young Silver Sparrow before it was fully grown, and it is only ten years old now. age.

Silver Sparrow changed into a red and white riding outfit in the room where he stayed occasionally, and the man dutifully held the rein for him, waiting for him to get on the horse.

The red cloak and brown-black stallion added a few more heroic looks to his beauty.

On the horse, he stared at the man beside him, took the rein from his hand, and flung it skillfully: "Drive!"

The horse moved in response to the sound and ran towards the wide world behind the mountain.

Seeing this, Master Liang wanted to get on the horse immediately; who knew that Qian Qiu stretched out his hand to stop him, but instead flew onto the horse himself: "I'll just go and accompany the young master, Master Liang doesn't have to follow."

"This……"

"Do not worry."

After the man finished speaking, he rode his horse to catch up, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared from sight.

Master Liang looked at the place for a long time in bewilderment—how come the pheromone on Qianqiu's body looks like Alpha.

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The sound of hoofbeats, the horse under the crotch listened to the control of Yinque, as if it could jump over mountains of swords and seas of fire, and wanted to go straight to the real freedom.In galloping, as if he could get rid of all identities, this soul could get rid of the old body.Although he hasn't ridden his horse for a long time, Yinque is still proficient, and he still has enough time to look back during the run—the person who should follow in the racecourse has not followed up, and only Qianqiu is chasing behind him.

It seemed like a great opportunity was in front of him, he could even gallop to the mountains and forests that Qianqiu was not familiar with, and escape from the Yin family directly by this.

The thought of escaping was dispelled by the mountain wind blowing in just a moment.

At least for now, he doesn't want to think about anything.

In the eyes of a man, the fluttering cloak is like a bird flapping its wings, about to fly to a distant place beyond his reach.

Qianqiu didn't know why she suddenly thought of bringing him here, let alone why she wanted to play this kind of master-servant game.It's just that when he saw Yinque flying in the free forest, he suddenly remembered the reason why "Qianqiu" in the lower street fell in love with Yinque.

It seems that all identities are prisons imposed on his soul, making him want to break those locks for him.

It is obvious that Cheng Yinque hates the weak the most, and it is obvious that Yin Qianqiu likes to tease the weak the most.I don't know at what time and during which eye contact, Qianqiu thought of saving Yinque, even though it sounds like a mayfly shaking a tree.

The man kept a short distance from him, and followed him all the way through the overgrown forest to the wilderness with a wide view.

Not all of this place belonged to the family's horse farm. Out of the forest, it became a land without an owner, because the land was not fertile, and there were few farmers. At this time, it seemed to belong to the world of only the two of them.

Silver Sparrow pulled the reins closer before the long and steep slope, and the horse neighed to a stop. He landed conveniently and rolled over, standing beside the horse and looking into the distance.

The man arrived later, dismounted and walked in vain like him.

After exercising, there was fine sweat on Yinque's forehead, and her fair skin turned red and lovely.He was still panting, but his mood improved a lot, and he said without turning his head, "Do you know where you will go if you cross this wilderness?"

"Not sure," the man said. "When walking the horses, it's usually only in the woods."

"Heh, go through here," Yinque pointed to the distance, "There is a temple, a temple that has been neglected."

"How does the young master know?"

The conversation unfolded smoothly, and no one pointed out that this was just a game of pretending to be a master-servant relationship.

"I went there a few times when I was a child, and they couldn't find me every time I went there, and I would come back by myself when it got dark." Yinque said, and tied the horse under a big tree by the road.Qian Qiu followed suit, and the two walked side by side on the high place of the steep slope. The wind blew green waves on the steep slope, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly peaceful.

It was right to bring him here.man thought.

Yinque was talking, then turned around suddenly, facing him backwards: "Didn't you think that I would just leave on a horse?"

The man showed a standard smile, and his drooping hair covered up his sharpness: "I will always follow the young master."

"Qianqiu, aren't you tired of it?"

"What does the young master mean?"

"Finger by my side," Yinque said, "you've been by my side for so long, don't you get tired of it?"

"I've been tired of it for a long time." The man said lightly, "So now I switch positions, and let the young master stay by my side."

"Don't call me young master, I'm not your young master anymore."

The man said: "As long as you like, I can always play this kind of master-servant game with you."

"Because you love me?" Yinque asked this question naturally, then turned her back to him, "I'm vile, worse than you can imagine."

"Isn't that just right? I'm not a good person either."

While talking, Yinque had already reached the end of this road and stopped there.

From the man's point of view, he couldn't see what was down there, maybe it was a cliff, maybe it was a field overgrown with weeds like the steep slope next to it.

Yinque turned around and looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Let's play a game."

"what game."

Yinque didn't answer him, but opened her arms and leaned back, as if waiting for his embrace.

Things happened so quickly that Qianqiu had no time to think, and he knew very well that Cheng Yinque could do anything.

The man's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and he arrived in front of Yinque in two or three steps, but it was still a little later than his falling momentum.

"Silver Sparrow!"

Accompanied by this rapid low cry, the man suddenly stepped into the air and grabbed his wrist.

The sense of weightlessness rushed over, and the man forcefully pulled him into his arms, hugging him tightly almost subconsciously.A second later, the dull pain of falling to the ground hit, and the man rolled all the way down the hillside holding the silver bird.When they settled down, the two of them were lying in the weeds at the height of their calves, and Yinque was facing the sky, panting and laughing: "...do you think I'm going to commit suicide? How could I?"

The man was lying next to him, his anger was obvious: "Cheng Yinque, what on earth do you want to do? Is it because I am too kind to you, or do you prefer to be controlled by others?"

"I want to see how much you love me." Yinque still didn't stop smiling, and turned her head towards the man.

The two were panting while rolling, and the pheromones were spreading wantonly. The licorice and musk were entangled together, and the taste was arrogant but addictive.

Yinque said: "...Now let me ask you, can you kiss me?"

It seems to have deliberately copied the scene in the trap that day, but the sky is still bright at this moment, which is different from the darkness of that day.

There was a thought-provoking smile on the corner of Omega's lips, and the man sneered, and suddenly grabbed his chin forcefully, kissing him like he wanted to tear him apart.

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I do not understand.

I don't understand what he wants to do, and I don't understand whether we should seek reciprocity between us.

Every time I call him "Young Master", it seems that other people's feelings are flowing in my body, making me gradually forget who I really am.

I want to possess him completely.

It's just that I don't understand if I want a canary in a cage or a place to belong.

And I clearly never know love.

[The author has something to say]: Is it sweet!