[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

Even if Yinque could bear it no matter how hard he could, he still couldn't help crying out at the moment the bullet hit his flesh and blood: "Ah!..."

The people who were alarmed by the gunshots in the distance were rushing to where they were, the sound of their footsteps was hurried and chaotic, but in Yinque's ears, the heavy breathing of the man in front of him could not be covered.

The bullet hit the ankle of his left leg, blood was continuously gurgling out from the bullet hole, soaking the long gauze skirt.

Yinque sat down on the ground, she didn't need to look to know how embarrassed she was now.

The man's face was haughty, and the muzzle of the gun with thin smoke was still pointed at him, as if the next shot would be fired at any time.

The omega's breath was mixed with an uncontrollable gasp, which sounded a lot like a sob.Even so, he still refused to accept and forcibly pulled the corners of his mouth up, sometimes laughing and sometimes in pain, showing an expression that was about to collapse at any time.

"Kill, kill me..." Yinque supported her back with the other hand, dragged her body to move back a little bit, trying to distance herself from the man, "Right now..."

Qianqiu in front of him exuded a horrifying vicious aura all over his body.

——If he wanted to live, he should immediately kneel at the man's feet and beg for mercy. ,

For Omega, living in this world is destined to become an accessory of Alpha.

The urge to surrender to Alpha was intensifying with every heartbeat, and Silver Sparrow was shaking violently, unwilling to give in to the instinct in his genes no matter what.He kept retreating, but the distance he opened was very small.The man stood where he was, watching him with the indifference of a bystander, as if admiring a bitter scene in a theater.

During the movement, the leather boots were rubbed and damaged, and the skirt was even messed up by mud, sand and blood, leaving traces of dragging on the ground.

Yinque couldn't stop panting, and frowned.A few seconds later, the man suddenly came out of that state, and the right hand holding the gun dropped feebly, then lifted up again, and just supported the back of his neck.

"I'm tired of seeing your noble look." The man moved his cervical spine twice, and said jokingly, "It's a bit novel to be like this now."

Men are lying.

Teasing the weak creature in front of him did not bring the expected pleasure to Qianqiu.

Before the people behind saw their confrontation, Qianqiu suddenly took a step, instantly reducing the distance that Yinque had worked so hard to pull back to zero.The man's smile was cold, and he leaned slightly and grabbed Yinque's hair again.The paper-faced Omega was abruptly lifted up by him, and the eyes that once haunted Qian Qiu's soul were closed tightly due to the pain.Except for the slight gasp, Yinque couldn't say anything.

"I will let you live, live, live, we still have a lot of time, play slowly..."

These were the last words Yinque heard before his consciousness disappeared.

Then he was hit hard by the man in the abdomen, and the pain didn't last for a moment before he completely lost consciousness.

Qianqiu held his limp body steadily, Zhiyu and the subordinates of the Yin family were about to arrive behind him, he hugged Yinque without saying a word, turned and walked towards his car.

The hem of the blood-soaked skirt could no longer flutter, hanging limply like Silver Sparrow's hand, swaying heavily with the man's steps.Thick blood was dripping down, and the sweetness of licorice and the smell of blood merged into the cold air.

The man walked away steadily, leaving only a trail of mottled blood behind him.

-

"You...have you misunderstood me?"

When seeing Yinque's miserable state, Danlong gasped helplessly and pitifully.

He was still hiding in the garden of the palace to chat with the person he was going to meet at the dinner party, and suddenly he was called back by his servants, saying that Qianqiu was looking for him on a very urgent matter.Based on his understanding of men, the other party seldom made such bad jokes, so he hurried back.

Danlong never expected that he would see such a tragic situation in front of him——

A large amount of blood had already made a mess on the bed, Yinque was wearing a woman's clothes, apparently unconscious.The blood had already condensed the hem of the skirt into lumps, and the strong smell of blood almost choked his nostrils. Dan Long lifted the hem of the skirt and looked at the bloody and scorched wound: "At best, I will treat his injury well, and I don't want to leave a scar. It's impossible..."

Qian Qiu sat in a corner of the room, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

"Hey, did you hear what I said, Qianqiu..."

"Then deal with it immediately." The man growled in a low voice.

"...Didn't you shoot this... Don't get angry at me..."

While talking, Danlong directed his servants to prepare the medical tools.Cut open the wound, find all the fragmented shrapnel, suture, apply medicine, and bandage... During the process, Omega, who was completely unconscious, was still frowning from the pain, convulsing and trembling from time to time.

This is really not the director of Danlong, he was so tired that he was sweating.He wrapped the gauze on, and the blood immediately soaked into red marks, as if he was competing with him: "It's just a gunshot wound, you can take care of it, why call me back..."

Along with the words, he casually glanced at Qianqiu, and instantly sensed the answer.

——The Qianqiu, who can strike at the critical point without mercy when facing his own brother, is trembling with his hands.

Whether it was because of too much anger or something else, Danlong had no way of knowing.

He took off his gloves and handed them to the servants, turned around and walked to Qianqiu's side, and put his shoulders on his shoulders as if comforting: "...are you okay?"

The man muttered something in a low voice.

"Huh...?" Danlong asked and leaned closer, the man said it again.

"...I really want to kill him."

-

I saw his back leaving me in the night, still retreating in embarrassment with injuries.

I really want to kill him.

Bury the body under the camellia planted by himself in the west courtyard, or ask a craftsman to make him a never-fading statue for me, and place it beside my bed.

I'd rather kill him than let him go.

It was a strong desire that made me tremble uncontrollably.

He will always be mine.

-

Consciousness fluttered in the boundless chaos, and I don't know how long it took to return to this body.

What woke him up was a piercing pain in his ankle.

He subconsciously curled up his body, but unexpectedly, there was a clang of iron chains at the beginning of the movement.

Omega opened his eyes abruptly, but the expected light did not appear in his field of vision.All he saw was darkness.

—He can't see?Was Qianqiu gouging out his other eye?Is he no longer seen?

Uneasy like a scourge, Yinque's steady breathing began to become short; he wanted to feel whether his left eye had become a hole like the right, but he couldn't move his hand as expected.

He was completely restrained.

The collar was tied with an iron chain of unknown length, which sounded to be quite thick. His hands were cut behind his back and were firmly bound by the leather rope, leaving no room for him to move.

"... Qianqiu? Yin Qianqiu?!" A dry voice came out of his throat, breaking the silence around him, but no one responded.After losing his sight and mobility, his own voice sounded strange enough to intensify his panic.

He leaned against the bed with his shoulders, and knelt up from the bed with his strength.He felt like a maggot in a sewer, which was kind of ridiculous.

This is not the most tragic moment in Yinque's life, at least Qianqiu will not kill him, he knows this very well.

So after the panic, he sat on the edge of the bed and tried to step on the ground with his right leg.The cold touch made him calm down a little, and he began to feel his current state carefully.

His left eye was still there, and although he couldn't see any light no matter how he turned his eyeball, the feeling still existed.Nobody knows better than him what it feels like to lose an eyeball.The ankle that was hit was hurting along with the entire left foot, but the fact that it hurt was not too bad, and it was better than nothing.

He struggled to move to the head of the bed, tried to stand up with his shoulders against the wall, and walked slowly with his helpless left leg.During this process, the pain became more intense. He bit his lower lip, and his back was soon soaked in sweat.But after walking two meters away, the iron chain suddenly tightened, and the collar strangled his throat, almost causing him to fall backwards.

She really deserves to be Yin Qianqiu.

No matter who it is, it should be impossible to escape under such constraints.

He leaned back against the wall again, turned back to the side of the bed, and sat down panting heavily.

The pain in his leg was constantly consuming his physical strength, as for how long he had been in a coma and how long he hadn't eaten, he couldn't feel it at all.The stomach didn't seem to exist, and he didn't feel any hunger, he just felt thirsty, and his throat seemed to be burning with thirst.

At this moment, the door not far away was pushed open after a slight noise, and the wind came in and blew on his face.Then there were the footsteps of several people, and the slight sound of something colliding while walking.

How dependent humans are on vision can only be fully appreciated after it has been lost.

Someone came up to him, but he knew it must not be Qianqiu—Qianqiu had no footsteps at all. Thinking about that training room and the tradition of their Yin family, it is not difficult to imagine the reason.

An unfamiliar male voice said: "Second Young Master said that if you wake up, eat first."

He could smell food, probably chicken soup or something.Usually these things can probably arouse his appetite, but now, Yinque doesn't feel anything.He didn't even think it was food, just trying to tell his brain that it was the taste of food.

Someone handed a spoon to his mouth, and the warm soup touched his lips.

Yinque suddenly raised her right leg and kicked the man's calf by feeling: "Get lost."

The warm soup spilled all over the floor, even wet his left foot.The strange man didn't say anything, but continued to try to send other things to Silver Sparrow's mouth.

The result is still the same.

"Madam, if you don't cooperate, the second young master said that we can use force." Before the man finished speaking, someone grabbed his feet, his legs, and someone pinched his cheek from behind, forcing him open mouth.

Food was poured into his mouth spoon by spoon, someone was responsible for feeding, and someone was responsible for controlling his jaw to complete the chewing action.

A sobbing sound gushed out of his throat. After taking a few mouthfuls, Silver Sparrow suddenly leaned forward violently, with his waist and belly against his knees, and began to vomit: "Ugh...cough, cough..."

His throat was burning with stomach acid, and his eyes were wet with uncontrollable tears.

Indeed, as Qianqiu said, for him to live like this is even more hopeless.

"Ha..." Finally stopped coughing, Yinque let out a long breath and said, "Call Yin Qianqiu, I have something to tell him."