[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

It was about seven or eight years ago.

Danlong couldn't remember exactly what month and day, but he could roughly remember that it was summer.He was still learning hypnosis from his teacher, and the noise of cicadas made it hard to calm down. He just lay lazily by the French windows, flipping through long and boring books, and eating ice cream made by the teacher himself.He spent most of the summer like this, and nothing new happened, until that day when a man dressed like a gangster entered his teacher's yard in disguise.

If you are a person, you will have knots, and if you are a person, you will be tortured by yourself.This is the conclusion of his teacher.

The patients who come to visit every day, ranging from high-ranking officials and dignitaries, down to residents of low-class streets in slums, there are all kinds of people, which seems to prove this sentence.Danlong is not surprised by this, he neither finds it strange that people who were born in wealthy families still have troubles to seek help, nor does he think there is any problem with prostitutes and workers spending their hard-earned money on his teacher.

So when the man appeared, he didn't take a second look.

It wasn't until the other party came out of the room dedicated to patients and the teacher opened the door to see off the guest that he heard the sound and looked back.The melted ice cream accidentally dripped, and "clicked" on the smooth wooden floor during the subtle gap between the two of them talking.

The two looked at him, and he got up in a panic to look for a tissue: "...ah, talk, talk, don't talk to me..."

He still remembered that at that time, the man's expression was not very good, and the bruises under his eyes were very serious, as if he hadn't had a good rest for many years.But after he said this, the man suddenly relaxed, and looked at his teacher with a half-smile: "I haven't eaten ice cream for a long time."

"I made some myself, if you don't mind, try some together?...Danlong, you go and get it."

"oh oh……"

-

Inside the palace, the residence of the third prince.

Danlong was immersed in the warm water, and a maid was carefully untying his hair rope, and gently combing his slightly long hair with her fingers.There are about three days of prison life for comparison, and the hot bath can be comfortable enough to make him dazed.

So for some reason, I suddenly remembered that summer.

It happened that a certain hair was strangled too tightly, and the maid accidentally broke it. The slight pain awakened Danlong from his memory, and when he moved a little, the maid began to apologize hastily: "It's the servant's carelessness, Dragon Young master..." "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Danlong said, raising his hands to the back of his head, and he pulled all his hair to his chest, combing it casually, "I can do it myself... Where's Your Highness?"

"His Highness has been very busy these days, and will not be back until evening."

"...Then where is he busy? I want to find him."

"Your Highness said, please take a good rest, Young Master Long, and wait for him to come back if you have anything to say."

"...Ah." Danlong sighed lightly, and said, "Go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."

"The slave is waiting outside the door, please ask Master Long if you have anything to say."

After the maid left, the bathroom fell silent.He leaned his head up against the cool edge of the bathtub, and his eyes fell on the dark pattern on the ceiling as if he had nowhere to rest; guilt began to spread at this moment, slowly soaking his body and his thoughts.

He really felt sorry for Yin Baiyan's upbringing, and even thought about how to be a little filial to him when he was in prison.It's just that he is very clear that this situation was expected when he was sure that he would continue to fall in love with this man a few years ago.

Is it too hypocritical to show mercy to the loser after making the choice obviously by oneself?

-

As the maid said, the man didn't come back until late at night.

At that time, Danlong was sitting on the deck chair on the balcony in a daze. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and met the man's slightly tired eyes.

"...I'm so busy now, I want to come back soon," the man said, "Why haven't you slept yet...or are you awake?"

"...waiting for you." Danlong said, got up and walked into the room.

"Oh?" The man lowered his eyes, and under the service of the maid, he took off his coat and the accessories, and even undid several buttons on the inner lining.He waved his hand to signal the others to back down, and naturally approached Danlong, put his arms around his waist and said, "What are you waiting for me?"

When the words came to his lips, Danlong was at a loss for words again.

As of today, no one can give a definite answer as to whether he and the man are right or wrong.The man has always been very kind to him, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he spoils him; occasionally they will travel together when both of them are free, but they cannot go together in an open and aboveboard manner, and need to leave the capital separately and meet in the deserted mountains.The first prince is mediocre, and the second prince has been deposed. The man will ascend to the throne in time, and he has to lead his princess to accept the blessings of the people together.

The future princess is now sleeping in other rooms of the building, as a princess.

At that time, the man who would definitely come to the teacher every month, and sit and eat some desserts made by the teacher with him before leaving, had completely lost his youthful feeling.People always have to be responsible for their own choices, this is their consensus.

Long before the first kiss came, Danlong already knew that he might break with the Yin family, and that sooner or later, he would bless him and his Omega as another person for a hundred years of harmony.But he wanted that kiss, so he took it all.

"Your Highness..." Dan Long just opened his mouth, and felt that the address he was used to was very strange, and then said, "Drow..."

"It's been a long time since I've heard you call me that." The man lowered his head and pressed his forehead against his, "I know what you're thinking, I've sent someone to hide the bodies of those two from the Yin family... Yes, you can go to worship anytime you want."

"thanks……"

The man didn't seem to have the strength to open his mouth, his words were slurred, and his voice was low and sweet: "You don't need to say thank you to me."

"Then Qianqiu..."

"I knew you were worried about this, so don't worry." The man said again, "I will find a chance to release him when he stays in the mine for a month. Now many people are staring at him. It is too risky to release him. It is easy to be guessed that this matter has something to do with me."

"Then you still treat me..." "You are different. I am very unhappy when I think of you in prison." The man tilted his head and kissed him provocatively, then let go after a while, "Do you regret it?"

"...I didn't say that."

"Also, the Yin family is over, and you also need a new identity."

"Ok?"

"I thought of a way to make you stay by my side forever, but I can't be as idle as before." Zhuoer hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder, smelling the light mint fragrance on his body, "To How about being a personal entourage by my side? Of course, you won’t be allowed to do those chores, I just..." "Okay." Dan Long said, "I know."

The man was really tired from the surge of work in the past few days, the two hugged for a long time and simply moved to the soft big bed, lying there without doing anything.The man leaned against his chest with his eyes closed, Danlong stroked his hair back and forth, looked at the lighted wall lamp on the wall, and simply let go of his thoughts.After a long time, the man said: "I sometimes think about it."

"Thinking about what?"

"I wonder if one day you still feel that it is better to be upright, and run away without a sound." This was said very lightly, like a joke that was not filled with sincerity, but Danlong knew how true it was, "Even if it is Emperor, there are people who can't ask for love and parting... The world is still very fair."

"But Your Majesty, you can lock me up and lock me up, and I can't leave."

"I can not let it go."

-

"Is it delicious? Ice cream, that's my favorite flavor, it's very sweet."

"Well, it's not bad... Are you his?"

"Apprentice? Student? That's almost what it means.... Maybe you can still find me in the future."

"Shall I tell you what's on my mind?"

"Haha, and I will keep it a secret for you with professional ethics, enlighten you, and comfort you."

"……I will think about it."

"I'm just kidding……"

"I'm serious.  … Has anyone ever told you that you're so relaxing when you smile?"

"No eh."

"Then I'll say it now. It's getting late, I have to go back first."

"Do you still want ice cream next time you come?"

"...Next time I come, I will remember to bring you something delicious."

-

None of them expected that when the third prince sent people to the mine to find people a month later, there would be no trace of Qian Qiu there at all.

From the person in charge of guarding the labor at the mine to the guards who escorted them there, everyone was secretly captured and brought back to the capital for trial.

"We really don't know... I checked the list when the person sent it, and it's on the right..."

"We were wronged..."

A group of people were detained on the torture rack. A young man dressed in a black imperial uniform stood in front of them with a helpless look on his face.His uniform looked nothing special, but the color of the double-breasted was different from that of the general Imperial Guard, it was golden; this meant that his status was higher than that of the general Imperial Guard.

However, the young man had a very kind face, and his long, soft brown hair was tied into a braid behind his head, hanging near his shoulder blades, and swayed from time to time as he paced back and forth.He patiently listened to these excuses, observing their expressions from the corner of his eye from time to time, letting them talk for a long time before opening his mouth: "Have you finished?"

"My lord, we really don't know..."

"My lord's lesson..."

The young man stopped in front of a certain guard, and said with a half-smile, "What about you? Don't you justify yourself?"

"I, I... Me too, I don't know..."

His words were like a stone thrown into a pool, and ripples immediately appeared; his colleagues next to him also howled "I don't know".The young man raised his voice a little, and said sympathetically: "... this matter was ordered by the third prince, and I was ordered to investigate; I know that you are afraid of being found out for negligence, but what we are looking for now is only that man... I care about whether you are negligent, understand."

Several people looked at each other, and the young man continued while the iron was hot: "We will not pursue dereliction of duty. Deliberate concealment is the same crime. Which one do you think is better? That man committed a capital crime."

There was a moment of silence in the execution room, and then someone suddenly raised his head and said, "I know what's wrong!"

The young man's eyes shot at him suddenly, he waved his hand to the jailer beside him and said, "...take the others out first."

-

Since the Yin family fell from power and the second son cut his title, the third prince seldom had leisure time.He managed to free up his hands these few days, and specially sent someone to buy tickets for a theater concert, intending to pretend to come out and relax with Danlong, but he didn't expect that something went wrong when he went to the mine to fish Yin Qianqiu out.

He was in a cubicle seat on the second floor, with a fruit plate and ashtray in hand, and an empty seat on the other side.

The musicians on the stage were playing a piece of cheerful music, and the conductor was full of passion. The beautiful melody filled the whole theater, and the audience below were all immersed in it. Only he was indifferent and undisguisedly irritable.

When the song happened to end, the door of the compartment was pushed open, and someone walked in quickly with light footsteps. It could be called wanton twisting a piece of peeled orange from the fruit plate and stuffing it into his mouth.

The third prince said with a cold face: "I thought you didn't plan to come over."

"I came here in a hurry," the man sat down on the empty seat beside him, and said with a smile, "It took a lot of effort to pry those people's mouths open."

"It's fine if you can't pry it open and let someone torture you." The man said, "Or you just don't want to accompany me to the concert? Are you tired of staying by my side every day?"

"How can..."

"Or Yin Qianqiu is more important to you?"

That man was obviously dressed as a forbidden soldier, but he acted presumptuously like a young man from a rich family; he took off his hat to cover his face, leaned over and kissed the man on the cheek: "...you asked knowingly."

The third prince squinted at him: "Is there any result?"

"Well, he was taken away by Cheng Yinque." Danlong said, "On the way to the mine, Cheng Yinque spent money to buy him, and handed over a culprit to go in.... Although the guards did not I know him, but from what they describe, he must be Cheng Yinque.”

"Then they should be in the west."

"Well, I thought so too." There was no one else in the cubicle, and the people downstairs couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, so Danlong stretched his waist casually, and pressed on the man to reach the fruit plate. Fruit, "So I'm going to check it out."

The man simply gave him the whole fruit plate and asked him to hold it in his hand to eat: "You don't need to look at it, Cheng Yinque would have killed him if he wanted to, and of course he wouldn't kill him if he took him away."

"I'll just take a look, as long as he's okay, I'll be at ease." Danlong said, "I won't deal with Cheng Yinque, I'll come back after I confirm, otherwise I'll always think about it, you know me and Qianqiu It can be regarded as growing up together... okay?"

"...Bring a few people there together, so as not to be unsafe on the road." The man reluctantly said, "Okay, it's almost over, just listen to me for a while."

-

Cheng Yinque would choose to go back to the west instead of staying in the capital, Danlong always thought it was strange.The number of times he has dealt with Cheng Yinque is not infrequent, and he can see clearly what kind of person the other party is - to re-establish a solid foundation in the capital, and to use a few years to rebuild his property to be comparable to that of the previous Cheng family Level is Cheng Yinque's character.

But he still went back to the west, as if he was afraid that the third prince would concede defeat in advance.Or Cheng Yinque is no longer that Cheng Yinque, and just wants to live the life he wants to live freely... Danlong also had such an idea, but he was quickly rejected by himself.

The name "Cheng" has been well known in the west in just two years of development. Danlong took people on the water, disembarked and randomly asked a few civilians to inquire, and they could know where he would be in the past—"Cheng The boss is in Hongyue Tower every now and then, but he always goes there at night."

It was just getting dark at that time, so they went directly to the largest casino in the western central city, disguised as ordinary gamblers, and sat in the lobby waiting for the silver sparrow to arrive.

In order to deceive people, none of the people he brought came in, but waited and watched at the night food stalls on the street disguised as passers-by; he sat at the "Black Jack" gaming table and participated in the game absent-mindedly.

"...Hey, I busted five hands in a row, can I change to another dealer, I suspect you're doing something wrong!" the gambler on Danlong's left scolded.

"Haha, be careful, Boss Cheng is listening up there," someone said, "I dare not say anything else about Hongyuelou, the rules still follow."

Dan Long raised his eyebrows and looked over. It was a middle-aged man holding a cigar, and he looked like a man from a good family.He continued casually: "Boss Cheng doesn't come to Hongyue Tower every day, how can he be so busy with such trivial matters."

The middle-aged man asked for a card, and a puff of thick smoke came out of his mouth, and said, "The boss will go upstairs in an hour, and I'm watching."

"I'm busy with his business now, so I don't care what the guests say." The previous gambler said disdainfully, "Send it, keep sending it, I don't believe this round will explode..."

"Boss Cheng..." Danlong thought for a while, closed the cards in his hand and quit the game first, "Boss Cheng came to Hongyuelou, but I didn't see him come down to play, I really want to deal with him..."

"He never plays in his own place. He always makes appointments here for business," the middle-aged man said. "I have dealt with him a few times. He is quite a beautiful Omega. It's a pity that he lacks an eye. It's weird. But he's really good at business, and he has a bad eye."

About a lot of people were very interested in Cheng Yinque, and other people at the table also began to say: "I don't know whether it is poisonous or not. Boss Cheng has made a fortune so fast, who knows whether to use his brain or his body."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I also think that his 'special hobby' is on the surface, who can't see it?"

"It's said that he's been playing prostitutes lately. Has his nature been exposed?"

Everyone burst into laughter, as if they were very disdainful of this boss who suddenly occupied the west with amazing means.Danlong pursed his lips in embarrassment, and simply stopped talking, pretending that his mind was on the gambling table; but once the words were drawn out, he seemed unable to stop.Some people said that his winery was taken care of by the magistrate, some said that he was involved with the big shots in the capital; some people kept their eyes on "special hobbies", and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

"I'm sure he has more than one Alpha! Look at his 〇 look..."

"Didn't one just come last month, and you're still being led away."

"Unfortunately, he's so rich, otherwise I'd want to spend money to try it out..." The gambler smiled obscenely, and didn't pay much attention to his volume, "It's just one eye that's blind, and the rest doesn't matter, hahaha... "

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a certain gambler made a small silent gesture, and immediately someone subconsciously looked towards the stairs in the middle of the red moonlight.Dan Long then turned around and saw two familiar figures appearing in the corridor on the second floor——

On the contrary, the black blindfold made Omega's aura even more fierce. He was only wearing a simple shirt and vest. The gemstone ring and diamond bracelet reflected charming light under the light.The guardrail covered his legs, but it couldn't hide his arrogance; the noise on the gaming table below seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he walked forward indifferently until he stepped on the first step at the corner.

The tall man beside him was dressed in black, with the collar of his shirt open and his leather collar exposed.

That was supposed to be something only an Omega would wear, and the man's figure could tell he was an Alpha.

Danlong stared blankly at their figures slowly descending the stairs—that was Cheng Yinque, that was Qianqiu.His eyes flicked back and forth between Yinque's hand and Qianqiu's neck, and he could hardly believe that what he saw was what happened in the real world.

There is a small metal buckle under the man's collar, and there is a thick leather rope fastened there; his gaze wanders along the rope, and the other end is nestled in Silver Sparrow's hand.

"I heard you discussing it from above." The silver bird on the stairs suddenly raised the corners of its mouth, and looked at Danlong's place; he hurriedly lowered his head, afraid of being recognized by them, "Why is it suddenly quiet again? Casinos should be It should be lively."

But soon he found himself worrying too much, Yinque didn't know which table was discussing his privacy, and soon turned his attention to the other side of the casino: "I did raise Alpha, what's wrong?" ? Everyone should know best, as long as you have money, you can do anything."

As Yinque said, he tugged on the leather rope in his hand as if declaring possession, so that the man had to get closer to him.

The man looked at him with hot eyes, and also smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up; compared to a well-behaved and obedient pet dog, the man is more like a wild wolf waiting for the opportunity to tear the silver sparrow into its belly.

The middle-aged man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Boss Cheng, you are just joking, don't take it to heart."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people spoke up one after another.

"Then everyone, have fun, and it's best to win my Red Moon Tower to bankruptcy." Yinque said with a smile, and led his Alpha to the gate of the Red Moon Tower, "Boss Jiang, see you later."

"Oh! See you later!" the middle-aged man said.

Only then did Danlong raise his head, watching the backs of Yinque and Qianqiu disappear at the door.

After the shock, a strange feeling came to his mind - he obviously didn't understand why Qianqiu seemed to be so willing to be the "dog" beside Yinque, but he vaguely knew why.

Just like he loves Drow, so the freedom and casualness he once pursued can be discarded.

Most people yearn for love.

"... Huh, you've got your wish, right?" He said to himself, stopping the dealer from continuing to deal cards to him, "...can I bid?"

"of course."

All the cards on the table were turned over, and Danlong had no more, no less blackjack: "Ah... I won."