A traitor

The moon hangs high, and the night is as cool as water.

Su Qinglang was sitting in the backyard of the inn, surrounded by shadows of trees, under the moonlight, it looked like algae in water.

After a day's driving today, everyone was exhausted, so they washed and rested early. Su Qinglang finished his bath and changed into clean clothes. Feeling that everything was fine, he called a servant and ordered a jug of good wine. Sitting at the stone table by myself, drinking alone against the moon.

He heard footsteps behind him, and he turned his head to look, only to see Mei Liusheng standing not far from him.

He bent his lips and smiled: "Brother Mei..."

Mei Liusheng paused, walked towards him again, sat opposite him, and asked, "Brother Su, it's getting late, why don't you rest?"

Su Qinglang replied: "I can't fall asleep, it's a rare situation, so I come here to drink."

He picked up the jug, raised his hand to pour a glass, and said: "I don't know, Brother Mei, you came and just ordered a cup. If Brother Mei doesn't mind, you can share one with me."

Recalling the words of that mad Taoist priest today, Mei Liusheng said: "Too much alcohol will hurt your body, Brother Su is not feeling well, you should drink less alcohol."

Su Qinglang smiled, and said leisurely: "To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, don't let the gold bottle be empty to the moon. Just be careful, work hard, and live a few more years? It's not enough to embarrass yourself!

In life, you can be free and free, just want to have fun, eat whatever you want, play whatever you want, drink the strongest wine, love the best people, and act according to your own heart.In this way, it is not in vain to come to this world for a while. "

Mei Liusheng nodded slightly: "Even so, you still have to be careful. Otherwise, wouldn't those who care about you worry?"

Su Qinglang was silent for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly: "That's right, it's just this one time, don't take this as an example, Brother Mei just treats me as a reward for my hard work?"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and handed it to Mei Liusheng, Mei Liusheng raised his hand to take it, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp, only when he finished drinking did he remember that it was Su Qinglang's already used it.

For a moment, a trace of strangeness flashed across my heart, not embarrassment, not embarrassment, but consternation, and even in this consternation, there was such a tinge of joy.

He lowered his head, put the cup back on the table pretending to be calm, and seeing Su Qinglang pouring another cup, he picked it up and tasted it carefully.

Looking at Su Qinglang's eyes for a moment, a certain throbbing in his heart quietly grew, Mei Liusheng withdrew his gaze again, and looked away as if he had a guilty conscience.

He was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "Brother Su, at the inn this morning... I shouldn't have said those words to you, please forgive me."

Su Qinglang was drinking, upon hearing this, he paused the hand holding the wine glass, glanced at Mei Liusheng, and then finished the rest of the wine.

Putting the cup back to its original place, he continued: "I, Su Qinglang, have indeed offended many people in this life. What brother Mei said is the truth, why should I apologize?"

"Do not……"

Mei Liusheng said it subconsciously, then turned his head and said: "The so-called don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others. Brother Su has his own way of dealing with things. Although I don't agree with it, I can't refute it. At that time... Maybe it was indeed the person who was Brother Su's joke got carried away, that's why he said those words, brother Su just don't have to take it to heart."

Hearing what he said, Su Qinglang fell silent, and asked tentatively: "In Brother Mei's heart, is it really so unacceptable to have that kind of emotion between men?"

Thinking of the past between Su Qinglang and Xie Yu, Mei Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "That's not the case..."

His voice was so soft that he didn't even know what he was talking about: "I once saw a man who fell in love with his childhood friend. Although I don't know if that friend also likes him, but In my opinion, his affection for that man is no less than any man's affection for a woman."

Years ago, he met by chance in the imperial garden. He hid in a tree and peeped. The handsome man in black secretly kissed the sleeping boy in white under the tree.

At a glance, it is like a lotus flower thrown into the lake of the heart, swaying the circles of ripples, never forgetting, never forgetting, like a picture engraved in the heart.

Later, he met many people, men and women, and saw many love affairs, but he still didn't understand what love was, and why one person fell in love with another.

After searching and searching, what he got in the end was still the picture deeply etched in his mind. He thought, if there must be an answer, the relationship between them should be love.

It is difficult for children in a family to have their own feelings. Even if it is a marriage, it is decided by the parents and elders. Most of them consider power and clan, and use marriage as a bargaining chip, as a bond of trust between each other. Many people, Before getting married, he had never even met his significant other.

Under such circumstances, the friends who have been with me since childhood and grew up with me are extremely important. I don't know who my future wife is or what my future wife looks like.

However, the friends standing in front of you are real, and their feelings are real, and you can touch them as long as you reach out your hand.

In a family with a strong atmosphere of utilitarianism, this kind of feeling seems to them to be more reliable than anything else in the world.

He understood Xie Yu very well, so even when he found out about his affair with Su Qinglang back then, he didn't feel any disgust or resentment.

Su Qinglang snorted, and said in an understated tone: "I didn't expect Brother Mei to be quite tolerant in this kind of matter."

Mei Liusheng looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Then, brother Su?"

"Everyone in the world thinks that the love of leaving one's sleeves and remaining peaches is treasonous, especially the sons of officials like Brother Su, whose family education is the strictest. I don't know what Brother Su thinks about this?"

In the past, he only knew that Xie Yu liked Su Qinglang, but he didn't know what kind of feelings Su Qinglang had towards Xie Yu.

Is it a childhood sweetheart brother who grew up together, or a stepping stone that can be sacrificed at any time.At this moment, he wanted to hear Su Qinglang's answer.

Su Qinglang thought for a moment, then stood up again, leaning slightly, as if deliberately avoiding Mei Liusheng's gaze: "I..."

He paused: "In the past, I didn't think it was a good thing, but I also didn't think it was a bad thing. Everyone's experience is different, and we shouldn't make decisions for everyone."

"People in the world think that the feeling of breaking sleeves is against ethics, but they just stand on their own standpoint and hope that the world can develop in the direction they are used to. Although I can't understand their feelings, I have to do the minimum respect."

Mei Liusheng looked sideways at him: "What happened next?"

Su Qinglang was silent for a moment, then gradually lowered his head: "Later..."

Later, when he found out about Xie Yu's feelings for him, he was just shocked at first. He never thought that one day, he would face such a situation with Xie Yu.

The childhood sweethearts who grew up together, thought that they were brothers in need who would live and die together. He regarded Xie Yu as a close friend and a confidant, but he never thought that Xie Yu would become his lover.

Xie Yu said: "Qinglang, it's disgusting. We study together, play together, and even live together, but I've always thought of you like this."

That day, when he uttered these words, Xie Yu had a bitter smile on his face. He had never seen Xie Yu so depressed. It could even be said that he was in despair.

Disgusting, no, even knowing Xie Yu's "bad intentions" towards him, he didn't feel much resistance or disgust in his heart, more shock and fear.

He knew that after those words were uttered, he and Xie Yu would either completely break up and never communicate with each other.Or, like a woman, he has been in love with Xie Yu ever since.

Later, he realized that he was different from Xie Yu after all, different from Sun Zizhong, different from Xu Hanwen and Liu Jingzhi, he didn't want Xie Yu to leave, so he was willing to change for this.

So, he turned his back on his parents, turned his back on the ethics that he had always had, and stepped into the quagmire in the eyes of others, getting stuck in it, unable to extricate himself, anxiously and happily looking forward to their happiness.

He smiled lightly, with a bit of bitter taste: "Later, I met someone who made me understand that there is no distinction between men and women in love, as long as the two are happy, they are worthy of life and death."

Mei Liusheng became even more silent when he heard the words, is life and death promised...

He lowered his head, hid his expression in the darkness, and said indifferently: "The friend that brother Su met, I think he is also a sweetheart."

Su Qinglang smiled slightly, then turned his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, murmured with emotion, "Yeah, he's fine..."

Mei Liusheng looked up at him, and saw Su Qinglang wearing a snow-white robe, standing in the evening wind, his sleeves swaying gently with the breeze, like a fairy of peerless beauty.

After so many years, he still looks like this young man, as if God had forgotten him in the old days, bright and dazzling, with outstanding appearance, people will never forget it after just one glance.

In that season of apricot blossoms, in that era of fresh clothes and angry horses, he was a passerby who happened to pass by his world.

Even if he ran into something like that, even if he knew their secret, in the story between him and that person, he could only be a passerby, without even the chance to leave any traces.

In places he couldn't see, during those years when he disappeared, that person was by his side and witnessed everything he had never seen.

Even before he left that year, the extremely certain things had changed because of the existence of that person. It turned out that the relationship between them was no longer just wishful thinking.

He is just a passerby, and he can only be a passerby. Even if he comes back this time and stands by his side, he is just a chess player, at most a bystander in their story.

He kept telling himself that, but he couldn't ignore the voice in his heart, why he could only see that person in his eyes, and it was him, not Xie Yu, who stood beside him.

Some stories, just looking at them, took it for real and became fascinated. Only now did he realize that in the story between him and him back then, there was him, the third person...