[ABO] The Sparrow in the Threshold

As soon as Qian Qiu returned to the west courtyard, she smelled a faint scent of camellias.

As early as more than ten years ago, irises had been planted in his yard—it was planted by his Omega sister.After Yin Qiansui was completely raised by the old man as his heir, those carefully cared for irises were uprooted by the servants and piled up in the garbage room at the back door of Yin's house to rot and disappear.

Since then, the man has never seen any flowers in Yin's house.

He had just walked into the main hall of the west courtyard, and the red and white camellias placed on the showcase immediately came into view.They have been carefully trimmed, matched with unknown small flowers, and placed in transparent glass vases.

The man suddenly thought of Carlo's villa in the suburbs, where there were large fields of colorful camellias.

It was also there that he and Ginquero returned to confrontation.

"these are……?"

"It was brought back by my wife."

"Didn't anyone tell your wife that you can't grow flowers at home?" Qian Qiu said in a deep voice, "Where is your wife?"

"My wife is in the courtyard now."

The man took off his coat and threw it to the servants who responded, while loosening his tie, he walked towards the atrium.He was in a hurry, but when he was about to step on the soil of the courtyard, his footsteps stopped suddenly - the silver bird was indeed in the courtyard, not far from him.

Two rows of camellia seedlings were planted in the flowerbed, and the silver finch was holding a watering can with its sleeves rolled up, looking down at the seedlings and watering them carefully.

Zhiyu followed beside him, and reminded in a low voice: "Madam, a little more or less won't make much difference."

"Really, I haven't planted flowers before. I used to take care of them."

"Or ma'am, let me help you..."

"No," said Silver Sparrow, "I just want to water them because I have nothing to do."

The corners of Silver Sparrow's clothes were a little dirty, and the hem of his boots was even covered in mud; probably these flower seedlings were also planted into the soil one by one by himself.

"Yin Qiansui is allergic to pollen, Zhiyu, didn't you tell your wife?" The man suddenly said.

Hearing the sound, Yinque turned his gaze to him.After a short moment of indifference, Omega raised the corner of his mouth: "She said it, but I want to do it."

Qianqiu walked towards him, Zhiyu gave up his position consciously.

"It's not good to fight against Yin Qiansui," Qianqiu said, "but you can plant it if you want, it's a trivial matter."

They didn't know who was leading the other, and they couldn't even tell whose footsteps went out first. The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder to the ginkgo tree in the yard.It was dusk, and the bright red sunset in the sky was like a tulle spread randomly; Yinque handed the watering can to Zhiyu, and said softly: "You seem to be very busy recently, I haven't seen you much."

"Miss me?"

"How come." He said, "It's better not to meet, I wish for it."

"That will disappoint you." The man looked at him contemptuously, "I will sleep next to you every night....The smell of camellia is not as good as the smell of licorice."

From the moment Yinque compromised, they always refused to give in to each other in every sentence with an intimate attitude, which almost became their way of getting along.It is impossible for Yinque to show affection to him like those flattering whores; or, if Yinque does that, he can be sure of the huge conspiracy hidden behind the other party's smile.

But now that he gets along like this, he can't catch any clues.

"Really." Yinque naturally raised his hand to caress his gland, "I'm used to it, and I don't feel any special smell anymore."

"Staying too boring at Yin's house?"

"Don't you think the Yin family is boring?"

"I can find something for you to do," the man said lightly, "give me a baby, so you will have something to do."

"I will definitely kill him before he is born." Silver Sparrow returned a shallow smile, "I am content to be like this instead of being locked up in an imperial prison."

Even when he was saying terrible things, his smile was so clean and beautiful.

Qianqiu felt this way before—the young master laughed, so beautiful that one would be willing to kneel down.

Every time such thoughts appear, Qianqiu will start to feel restless.He took a deep breath, trying to suppress all the thoughts in his heart; but Yinque seemed to know what he was thinking at this moment, and said: "What flowers do you like, I will go to the flower market to buy some tomorrow."

He doesn't like flowers at all.

That kind of weak thing that can be destroyed by a rainstorm has no elements worthy of his liking.

But he didn't dislike flowers either. No one dislikes things that are pleasing to the eye.

"...Iris, if you want to plant some irises, let someone help you." Qianqiu said, "You can plant the entire west courtyard, anyway, Yin Qiansui will not come to me to make fun of himself, he is busy trying to curry favor Four princesses."

"I remember."

"But I don't have time tomorrow," Qianqiu said, "I'll take you to a place."

Yinque paused slightly, but said nothing more.

——He said that he would go to Xihai Port to inform Cheng Huan of his address tomorrow.

He could only secretly hope that Cheng Huan would still be the same Cheng Huan as before, even if he couldn't wait for him tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, he would still be waiting for his dispatch at West Harbor.

-

He is Cheng Yinque.

He is the only heir to the family.

He will sit on countless wealth, stand at the highest level of the imperial pyramid, and live a life beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But what he wants is not these.

-

The next day.

When he opened his eyes, there were only a few scattered images left in his unfinished dream.Yinque recalled his daily morning meeting in a trance, propped up the bed and slowly sat up, before the hazy vision was completely clear, words came out of his throat naturally: "Qianqiu, what time is it... I change clothes..."

"Ah."

A laugh in his ear woke Yinque completely from his drowsiness.

He suddenly looked to the side, and the man who usually went out early was still on the bed, looking at him with his head propped up, his long and narrow eyes full of ridicule.

"..." Yinque rubbed the base of her nose, then suddenly fell back on the bed, tucked into the quilt, "Why didn't you go to work?"

"Waiting to change your clothes for you."

Yinque turned her back to him, frowning deeply, not knowing how to respond.

He lost his temper.

No matter what kind of dream he had before waking up, these words showed that he was still thinking about the past, when he was the master and Qianqiu was the servant.

Like a poor guy living in a dream, he would only laugh more presumptuously than Qianqiu when he switched positions.

At this moment, the man suddenly leaned close to him, and stretched out his hand forcefully to wrap him in his arms. Alpha's pheromone attacked him unscrupulously, the man's cool lips pressed against his ears, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...It's okay to help you change your clothes, it's acceptable."

"..."

"Yinque, have you ever thought about it," the man said, "even if it wasn't me, someone would try their best to pull down the family. It's not like you don't understand the principle of being big and attracting the wind."

"What's the meaning."

"You don't have to hate me so much."

Yinque sneered from the bottom of her heart—it wasn't about who the Cheng family lost to, but how the Cheng family lost, and it was so tragic.

And cut through the appearance of the matter, and really ask him what is the reason for the resentment in his heart.

It's just because he was once again betrayed by someone he trusted.This kind of betrayal is like tearing open Silver Sparrow's scars, and the culprit is holding him with his blood-stained hands.Men, he thought, would probably never understand the pain.

No one in the world can understand how painful Cheng Yinque was that night.

Yinque couldn't speak, and just let the man hug him and kiss his earlobe.

"Since you're awake, pack up and go out with me." Qianqiu said, "Or you want to do something with me first as a husband and wife."

"... Enough is enough." Yinque said in a low voice.

"what?"

"Stop stinging me with those words," he said. "Stop talking about having a family, and don't bring up the past... I feel bad."

The man was stunned behind him: "I have no such plan."

"I can't apologize to you for what happened before." Yinque continued, "Cheng Yinque is that kind of person, he likes to torture his servants, he is unpredictable, and has a surly personality... Everyone knows it."

"..."

"Whoever falls into my hands, I will probably end up miserable, but it's you... I don't want you to see that look like a lost dog."

How much of the truth is in these words, men can't tell.

It's just that in Yinque's almost whimpering words, his heart tightened; as if his throat was choked by these words, Qianqiu couldn't say anything, he could only turn his face and kiss his mouth fiercely.Yinque didn't resist or respond, and just let him kiss her as if she gave up struggling.

The kiss didn't last long. After the man let go of his mouth, he kissed him on the forehead with unknown meaning, and finally let him go and got off the bed.

"I'll go down first, come down when you're ready." The man said, "If you want to go out, don't dawdle."

After Qianqiu left the bedroom, Yinque stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't know when he started to cry, which wet the hair on his temples.

He originally thought that he could stay beside a man for a long time as if nothing had happened, but when he woke up just now, he had the illusion that he was still married, as if he had stripped him naked and placed him in full view.There is nothing more humiliating than this.

Yinque raised her hand, vigorously wiped the tear stains on her forehead, and then wiped off the remaining moisture on her lips.

When Yinque got dressed and went downstairs, the car had already parked at the main entrance of the west courtyard.The man was sitting in the car looking down at some paper documents, Zhiyu opened the door for him, and followed the co-pilot.From the beginning to the end, Qianqiu didn't mention where he was going to take him today, and Yinque didn't ask—it doesn't matter where, as long as he stays in the same space as Qianqiu, it's the same wherever he goes.

He is still locked up.

The two of them didn't speak a word along the way, Yinque stared at the street scene in a daze, Qianqiu concentrated on reading his documents.The car drove all the way out from Yin's house, passed through the bustling square in the center of the capital, and then stepped into the remote suburbs where there were no people.The lush trees replaced the street lamps and pedestrians. Yinque somehow felt familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember when he had been there.

Until more than an hour later, the family's horse farm appeared in his vision.

It seems that the family has not been affected here, and the signboard of "Cheng's" is still hanging.

"...Why did you bring me here." Silver Sparrow asked, "Do you have to provoke me?"

The man signaled the driver to park the car in the dense forest some distance away from the racecourse, and said, "Are you bound to be irritated?"

"I can."

"Because in the past, I was sent to the horse farm to raise horses? Yinque, you don't have to think so much." Qianqiu opened the car door, "You two can just wait here."

"Yes."

He went around the car and opened the door for Yinque like he did in the past: "Come down, I just brought you here to relax."

Yinque looked up at the tall man, bit the corner of her mouth, and finally stepped forward obediently.

[The author has something to say]: The next chapter is sugar! !