[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

There was a vague sound of water coming from the door behind, Qianqiu bowed his head and guarded in front of the door, his eyes wandered aimlessly along the lines on the carpet, as if he was walking a maze with exits everywhere only by consciousness.

There are exits everywhere, which is equivalent to no exit.

Things in the world are generally like this. Too many choices will lead to no choice, and too much freedom will lead to being confined in invisible things.

Silver Sparrow was taking a bath, washing off the sweat from the hot period.He stood here for about half an hour before he heard the silver sparrow calling him.

Qian Qiu knocked on the door, opened it cautiously: "What orders does the young master have?"

"Is there no one else here?" Yinque lay in the spacious bathtub, his parted hair was casually brushed back when he went out, revealing his entire fair face, "Forget it, help me get the Here comes the bathrobe."

"Ok."

The bathroom was filled with hot air, and nothing could be seen clearly.Qian Qiu held the bathrobe and stood still by the bathtub, he stood up with a splash of water, and lightly took the bathrobe and wrapped it around himself.

His belt was loosely tied, and a large part of the skin on his chest was exposed. Following the contours of the muscles and looking down, everything was hidden in the darkness.

Qianqiu finally saw the glands on the back of his neck.Without the cover of the collar, those old scars can be displayed.

It's tooth marks.

More than one tooth mark.

They are already very shallow, and you probably can't see them unless you look carefully.

Yinque tugged at the skirt, and the scars were hidden again: "What are you looking at?"

He didn't intend to leave the bathroom, instead he sat down on the edge of the bathtub and stretched out his hand towards Qianqiu.

Yinque doesn't smoke a lot, but he doesn't smoke a lot; usually when he suddenly reaches out for a cigarette, Qianqiu has fully understood this point during the week of getting along.

Picking up the cigarette, lighting the fire, everything is very skillful, Qianqiu said: "The young master is very good-looking, so I accidentally lost my mind."

"Just this one sentence is enough to make you fuck, you know." Yinque said.

The smoke from between his lips and the white steam in the bathroom were so entangled, Qianqiu withdrew his impolite gaze, and stood obediently by the man's side, with a clean towel in his arms, waiting for his master's orders at any time , is exactly the same as all the servants in this mansion.

"Feel sorry."

Yinque glanced at him, and then said: "How to serve people, will you?"

Not far away were cotton slippers. One of Yinque's wet feet stepped on the cold tiled floor, and the other hung on his knees in the air.Qian Qiu silently walked up to him and knelt down, holding his feet with a towel.The soft towel wiped the soles and insteps of his feet carefully, and tentatively pushed it between his fingers to take away all the water droplets.

In fact, Yinque doesn't need someone to take care of him to bathe and change clothes. Most of the time, how much the servant needs to do depends on his mood.When you are in a lazy mood, you wish to let others do everything. When you are in a hurry, it is faster to do it yourself.

But he likes to see men crawling at his feet.

Without any self-esteem, she is willing to be driven, and almost everything she does is to please him, as if she loves him deeply.

Yinque lowered her eyes, felt the strange itch on her feet, and said hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

"Wipe up the water for the young master."

"Not this," Silver Sparrow said, "what do you want to do."

"I want to live a better life."

"Is serving people a good life?"

"No," the man's tone was flat, without any resentment, as if he was simply explaining his sincere thoughts, "I just wanted to find a stable job before, thank you young master for using me, and what I want to do in the future is Staying by the young master's side can help the young master."

Yinque didn't believe it, and just replied lazily: "Oh? Then you work hard."

"What about the young master, what does the young master want to do?"

"Me?" He was smoking, suddenly raised his head to look at the ceiling, and exhaled all the smoke in his lungs into the sky, watching them roll and gradually dissipate, "I have nothing to do. If I can successfully inherit and start a family, I will about there."

"May I ask you, master?"

"Ok?"

"The young master should raise only Alpha or Beta, so that you won't suffer so much during the passion period." Qian Qiu said indifferently, "There should be many people willing to obey the young master's orders, and it's not surprising that the young master raises one or two people... why do you have to endure it. "

"Oh?" Yinque laughed, "Why, you want to be my pet instead of a follower?"

"I didn't mean that, I just saw the young master suffering," Qianqiu said, "I feel very sad."

"Sympathy? Pity?" Silver Sparrow's smile became cold, "Are they worthy of touching me? On what grounds are you sympathizing with me? A bastard born of a whore?"

The man finally put down the towel, held his feet with his bare hands, and put on slippers for him.

Yinque said coldly: "Look at me, tell me what are you?"

Qianqiu raised his head, his long and narrow eyes were hidden in the shadow of his hair, showing his standard and hypocritical smile: "I am the young master's follower, servant, dog."

-

"The work here is not difficult. I go to feed the horses in the morning every day, then go to pick new forage, learn how to mix grass with them, go for a walk after lunch, wash them once every two days, and feed them again in the evening... You are really lucky, I have been in the racecourse for more than ten years, and you are the first one who was kicked out of the family and still works in the racecourse." The bearded man who is over fifty years old said, "My name is Liangzong, and my name is Master Liang. Just do it."

Qian Qiu nodded: "My name is Qian Qiu."

"I know, butler Cheng Huan personally sent you here, I was so scared." Master Liang was leading him to familiarize himself with the place in the racecourse, and casually said, "The most relaxing of these farms is the racecourse. It's not dirty or tiring, meals are provided, and there is a little salary every month. How did you offend the young master, the young master didn't take you..."

As Master Liang said, he turned his head and gestured to him to wipe his neck.

Qian Qiu smiled obediently: "Probably because I said something wrong."

"Normal, normal, very normal." Master Liang said, "The young master's temper is very strange, and it has become more and more strange in recent years... He used to come to the horse farm every few months to relax, and he was very easy to talk to at that time Yes, you can also chat with the servants."

"before?"

"I count... ah, seven or eight years have passed." Master Liang recalled, then suddenly turned around and patted Qianqiu on the shoulder, "Hey, don't worry, I'm very comfortable at the racecourse, and I can save money in less than two years." A sum of money, the young master won't remember you by then, so you can just take the money and resign....You are so tall, like an Alpha."

"If only Alpha."

"Haha, indeed. There are more ordinary people in the world, just like us, ordinary Beta..."

After he finished answering Yinque's question, the beautiful man didn't say anything more, and went back to his bedroom without even saying "you can go to rest".Qianqiu stood guard in front of his room until Cheng Huan came to him at dawn and asked him to go with her.

In short, he did annoy Silver Sparrow, as those people had reminded him, and he was put on a farm to raise horses.

He has been much luckier than his predecessors.

Qianqiu learned quickly, and Master Liang liked him very much, and within two days, he became close to him, often walking with him in the evening, drinking secretly and chatting with him at the same time.But Qianqiu said very little, most of the time it was Master Liang who was talking.

Occasionally Qianqiu would ask some irrelevant questions, but the topic would always return to the young master inexplicably.

"...Young Master, have you encountered any danger before?" Qianqiu said, "I heard that from others."

Master Liang is used to being at ease at the racecourse - this is not a mansion for a family, so there is no need to be careful.The old man drank the wine, smacked his mouth twice as if relishing the aftertaste, and said, "Isn't this nonsense, you go ask, the Yin family, the Stein family, and the royal family, none of these children from these backgrounds have ever encountered danger ... When the young master was very young, I think about it, he was only eleven or twelve years old, he was kidnapped when he was first differentiated, and he escaped by himself in the end, and lived in a nursing home for a year."

"Escape by yourself?"

"Yeah." Master Liang shook his head and sighed, his tone was full of sympathy, "Isn't it a family, and there is a dead eldest son, what's his name..."

"I know," the man nodded, "Cheng Yinzhen."

"Alpha, and a genius in business, but it's a pity that he died early." Master Liang said, "Young master is an Omega, and sooner or later he will give birth to other people's children. To put it bluntly, the master doesn't care about him. What a terrible request, but the master didn't agree. The young master was so lucky that he escaped back by himself..."

No, that's not what he wanted to know.

Qianqiu suddenly realized that what he wanted to know was not where the tooth marks on Yinque's glands came from, nor why he was so uncertain.

What he wants to know is—

Why does he occasionally show that expression, like an empty puppet, letting the world push him forward mechanically, voluntarily not resisting.

-

"Someone brought it here, young master."

On the shooting range, Yinque holds a silver pistol and aims at the bullseye in the distance.Cheng Huan stood beside him in the same attire as usual and reminded him, but Yinque didn't respond, and focused on aiming at the target until there was a "bang" sound and the bullet pierced the bull's-eye, then he turned his head and said, "You I'm getting tired of this suit, so I might change it once in a while."

"Okay, I'll make another set when I find time." Cheng Huan nodded and said, "I brought three people over, the young master will see if they are satisfied."

"I don't want to watch." Yinque said, and picked up the pistol again, "I don't need personal protection either."

"The young master is going to the east soon, and he can't do without someone trustworthy around him."

"Is the person you just hired trustworthy?"

"It's my fault. Qianqiu made the young master unhappy. It's because I didn't choose a good person." Cheng Huan nodded slightly and said, "These young masters will see if they agree."

People were standing not far behind them, Yinque thought for a long time before putting down the gun irritably: "Let them stand at the target and hit the apple."

This week, Cheng Huan has brought countless Betas for him to choose from, and none of them are satisfactory to him.But it was true as Cheng Huan said, he was going to the East for a trip, and there was no one he liked, not to mention the danger of the journey, and it would be very unpleasant.

Under Cheng Huan's instruction, three Betas of different heights stood at the target.They all held apples in their hands, but no one put them directly on top of their heads.Some people looked dignified, some had trembling hands, and some gritted their teeth, showing expressions of daring to speak out.

I don't know whether it's because I'm afraid of the dark muzzle, or because I'm afraid of all kinds of rumors about the married young master.

"Hurry up, don't spoil my mood." Silver Sparrow said lazily, pointing the muzzle of the gun again, brushing the safety with his thumb lightly.

Someone took the lead in making up his mind, clenching his back molars and holding the apple on top of his head.Seeing this, the second and third did the same.

Yinque looked at their desperate expressions, and only thought it was funny.Qian Qiu's peaceful face suddenly flashed in his mind.

He was always calm, no matter whether he was reprimanded or beaten, whether he knelt down to light a cigarette for him, or wiped his feet.Apart from being calm, there is only that standard smile that cannot be faked anymore.

If it were a man, he must have kept his calm at this moment, looking directly at the muzzle of the gun with his narrow but deep eyes.

If you ask him why he is not afraid, he will definitely start to smirk, and he will say "because it is the order of the young master" or something like that.

The scariest thing about sweet talk is not that it is deceit, but knowing that it is a kind of flattery and calculation, people still want to listen to it, and even become addicted.

Yinque's index finger was on the trigger, and he slowly tightened it.

The three Betas tensed their bodies with ugly faces, and it took a lot of effort to control themselves to stand there without moving.

For an instant, Ginjaku lowered his gun.

"Forget it, let them go." He frowned slightly, "Call Qianqiu back."