[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

He knew that the man was behind this pile of rubble, and after responding "I'm fine" with a sob, Yinque moved a stone in the dark.

He threw the stone away regardless, and hit something in the dark, making a series of noises.

The man spoke very slowly and lightly, completely without the arrogance and conceit of the past.

It was something Yinque had never seen before.

"...Don't move, Silver Sparrow..." the man said, "Now, this place may... landslide again...don't move, don't move anything..."

As if the other party could sense what he was doing, Ginque's hand had just landed on a new stone when he said this.

Yes, if you calm down and think about it, in the mine that has been baptized by explosives, any action may become a new fuse, causing the second collapse here, and completely extinguishing the flame of their lives.

Yinque took a deep breath, and stopped as expected.

He moved his body as gently as possible, giving complete control of his body to his emotions.In today's crisis-ridden and peaceful atmosphere, Yinque just wanted to get closer to the man, as if she could get a little comfort just by being aware of the man's existence.

He curled his legs, buried his head in his knees, and hugged himself tightly.

Those sharp-edged stones stuck to his back, but he didn't care if it was uncomfortable, he only cared about the existence of the man on the other side that he couldn't see or touch.

"Now... what should I do..." Yinque asked hoarsely.

It took a while for the man to reply: "Wait...someone will come...to save us..."

"Um……"

"Are we going to die here..." he asked.

Tears seeped into the fabric of the trousers, and it wasn't until Yinque became completely quiet that she realized the coldness around her.This is in the north, where half the year is in a cold area with wind and snow; it is not only hunger and thirst that can easily kill them, but also the temperature.The insignificance and fragility of human beings can only be fully manifested at this moment. Both he and the man were once high-ranking people, who could decide the life and death of others with light words or even a displeased look.

Is it strong?That should be very powerful.

Weak?After putting aside those appearances of status and status, they are pitifully weak, and they are so weak that they need to confirm the existence of the other party in exchange for the slightest peace of mind.

The man didn't answer his question, but pretended to be relaxed, and asked with a smile in his voice: "...Are you crying?"

"...Well." Yinque said, "Maybe the dust is too heavy here.... Are you injured? I smell a strong smell of blood..."

"........."

"Qianqiu?"

"...a little trauma," the man's voice was dull and his words were slurred, "don't...don't worry..."

--That's good.

Yinque wanted to answer in this way, but the words came to his lips and he couldn't come out.

It's obviously not good anywhere, the situation is extremely bad.Maybe this will be the last journey of the two of them in their respective lives. In the dark, cold and small space, with dirt and wounds all over their bodies, separated by countless gravels, they say something similar to last words.

"........."

"……………………"

"... Qianqiu..."

"Um?……"

"...Say something, anything is fine, say something..."

"........."

"Say something..." He spoke weakly, the coda at the end of the sentence was almost swallowed by trembling breath, "Anything is fine..."

If he can't hear Qianqiu's voice, he seems to be locked in hell alone.

"Hmm..." The man responded, and after a few breaths he said abruptly, "I used to... have a sister..."

"..."

"It's beautiful...it's an Omega..."

"..."

"...she likes... irises... just like you..." The words were intermittent, as if Qianqiu was carefully recalling the details, "...sometimes, put a pot...in my room..."

He didn't answer, selfishly waiting for Qianqiu to continue.

A man is not a good storyteller, and it is difficult for people to connect the cause and effect of the messy and trivial descriptions.

But Yinque listened carefully, not letting go of his breathing cause every time he paused, not letting go of every man's hesitation.

"I've always felt... sorry for her... um..." the man said, "because I didn't... save her... I couldn't save her... I didn't, I didn't check... Is she still alive..."

"..."

"........."

"……I am listening……"

"..."

"I still want to hear... you continue to talk..."

"..."

"Qianqiu?..."

"..."

"Qianqiu..."

"...um..." The man let out a long breath, probably too hard, but Yinque could hear it clearly, "...Are you afraid? You are very scared, I know..."

"……Um."

"Afraid of death," the man said, "I... envy you, but you are still afraid of death..."

"...I'm not only afraid of death."

"……Um?"

"I'm still afraid of a lot of things..." Omega tilted his head, his lips sticking to the back of his hand hugging his shoulder, "...I'm afraid now, I can't see you..."

There was a very light smile from over there, and the man said: "...are you in love with me?"

"...I'm married to you, haven't I..."

"It's okay with that..."

"..."

"...I..." The man wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by two coughs; after the cough, there was a gasp, and even these sounds that meant the situation was very bad made Yinque feel at ease , "...I am also, very scared..."

"You won't be afraid, I know you."

"I can……"

"What are you afraid of..."

"I'm afraid..." The end of the words was so vague that Yinque could not hear clearly.

He patiently waited for Qianqiu to finish speaking, but what he waited for was a long silence that made his heart beat faster.

"Qianqiu? Qianqiu," Yinque tried to call him, "Qianqiu...?"

The other end of the pile of rubble was still quiet, as if no one existed.

For a brief period of time, he felt that everything he had encountered was just imaginary, maybe there was no mine at all, and there was no Yin Qianqiu at all... He was still in the dog cage, holding mournful expectations for his father and brother.Such panic is enough to penetrate all the cells in his body.

Yinque raised her head in panic, turned her face to the pile of rubble and shouted hoarsely: "Qianqiu? Qianqiu?!..."

"what……"

The man's voice seemed to be rubbing against two pieces of sandpaper: "...Don't be afraid, I'm here... I accidentally fell asleep..."

"You're injured, right? You can't sleep..." Yinque hurriedly said, "You can't sleep, you will die Qianqiu, you will die if you sleep..."

——In fact, he should have realized a long time ago that there were only a few scrapes and bruises on his body, but the smell of blood in the air was so strong.

The wet sand he touched was soaked by Qianqiu's blood.While the man was at the other end of the pile of rubble, the pool of blood had already flowed near him.

Yinque whimpered and said, "Say a few more words to me, a few more words..."

"What... are you here, are you worried about me..." the man reluctantly said, "As I said, I have the ability to protect... my Omega..."

"..."

"It's okay... someone will come to save you soon..."

"...Did you know this was going to happen?"

"I don't know...just, just in case, there will be some...backhands..."

"You don't want to die."

"...I won't die." Qianqiu said, "Just now, I'm a little...a little tired...I'm right next to you...don't be afraid..."

"...I can't see you."

"But I'm..."

If he tried his best to smell it, he could still smell some faint musk in the smell of blood.

Even if you can't see it, even if you can't touch it, even if Qianqiu doesn't speak anymore, these can still prove his existence.

The tears flowed intermittently, stopped and flowed again.They melted into the chafed cut in the cheek, and the prickly pain kept the silver finch awake.He answered Qianqiu with a choked "Yes", and hugged his shoulders tightly again, as if imagining that these hands were the hands of a man.

Time passed in their silence, and because of panic and fear, other perceptions became very weak, Yinque couldn't judge how long they had been in this damn landslide from the degree of thirst and hunger.And whether there will be the next wave of danger, and when it will come, he has no idea.

He only knows that the smell of Qianqiu's pheromone brought into his body every time he breathes is his only reliance now.

"Qianqiu..."

"Um……"

"........."

"…………"

"Qianqiu..."

"……Um……"

He called the man's name, the man responded, followed by a long dead silence, until Yinque couldn't help but make a sound to confirm that he still exists... and so on.

He began to feel tired and sleepy, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, and he was unwilling to open them again.But he didn't dare to sleep, didn't dare to let his thoughts wander, didn't dare to recall the past... for fear that he would just die in the dark.

Suddenly, before Yinque called out to the man again, the man coughed dully, as if deliberately clearing his throat: "... Yinque."

"Um……"

The man's voice was extremely low, he didn't know if there was phlegm or blood stuck in his throat: "I'm sorry..."

"……what?"

"I'm sorry..." the man said, "What I promised you... can't always be done..."

"what……"

"I mean..." He obviously had a hard time speaking, but his tone was surprisingly calm, "I might be dying."

"!"

"...don't move, don't move...don't move..." the man said, "I think you can...escape..."

"You don't want to die!"

"...I don't want to either, but...I feel...too tired...I want...to sleep for a while..." The man's words were like whispers in a dream, hitting Yinque's heart heavily, "I actually..."

"Don't sleep, I beg you, I beg you, don't fall asleep..."

"You asked me who lived in my heart..." Qianqiu said, "I will answer you now..."

"..."

"I have had you."

"...Don't say it, don't say it... Isn't Alpha very strong, you can hold on, isn't someone coming to save us?..." Yinque said, "Don't say it as if you are going to die! !"

No matter how he ordered, the man seemed determined this time not to follow his wishes.

"I've always loved you."