All The Way North

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Title: All the Way North

Author: Cabbage and Water

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Zhang Yi's boyfriend who has been together for five years is about to get married, he was broken up, and he also received a fluffy invitation...

The lively and cheerful Shao Xixi volunteered to accompany him to the wedding, but was beaten up by her brother Shao Bei as a scum...

In the direction of modern society, bar resident singer Zhang Yi × researcher Shao Bei

Campus mutual attack article, "Two-Way Healing" is over, the rebellious middle school boy Bai Luheng x Yang Zhou with a strong shell and a brittle heart

Content tags: strong city, love, special liking

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhang Yi, Shao Bei┃Supporting roles: Shao Xixi, Qi Yue, Xiao Jie┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: bar singer × researcher

Chapter 1

The afternoon sun was very warm, and things that were originally very stylish were extremely hot in summer, especially when it was a sunny day.

The only consolation is probably that the sunny weather can make the world look good.

The air conditioner in the coffee shop was blowing a cool breeze, and the iced drink on the table was blowing a little bit of cold air. After taking a big sip, Zhang Yi's feeling of dryness and heat was quite quenched.

"It's such a hot day. Why do you have to come out during the day? If you have something to do, go to the bar for a drink at night. It just so happens that I sing the first half of the show today, and we can go home together at night."

Zhang Yi poked the ice cube in the glass with the straw, and smiled ambiguously at Zhou Li.

"I……"

Zhou Li looked at Zhang Yi who was sitting opposite him, not knowing what to say.

Because of working in a bar, Zhang Yi always looks handsome in a punk style, with five or six earrings hanging on his ears, looking reckless and flamboyant.

But he knew that Zhang Yi, who had let go of everything, had a personality similar to that of a child, just like the way he looked at him now, full of dependence and closeness.

"You're talking about it, why are you moaning when you come here?"

Zhang Yi smiled and knocked on the table with his fingers, pulling back Zhou Li's soul floating around.

There was no longer any delay, Zhou Li gritted his teeth and said those few words.

"I'm getting married."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Yi was stunned, his body stiffened, and his unintelligent mind froze immediately.

"I'm getting married." Zhou Li took a deep breath and met Zhang Yi's eyes.

Zhang Yi's nails holding the cup turned white, and he just wanted to laugh now.

After adjusting his unsteady breathing, he stood up. He wanted to leave this place quickly, otherwise he was afraid that he could not help but fight Zhou Li.

Seeing that Zhang Yi wanted to leave, Zhou Li quickly grabbed his hand, "Listen to me, I have no other choice, you don't know, our family...my mother is seriously ill, she hopes to see me get married at the last moment... ..."

"Well, congratulations, happy wedding." Zhang Yi roughly grabbed Zhou Li's hand.

"Zhang Yi, calm down. Listen to me. I have really tried my best. All of this was arranged by my mother. Now it is just a stopgap measure. I will slowly find a way."

"Think of a solution slowly?" Zhang Yi tilted his mouth, showing a bitter smile, and flung Zhou Li away, "You have been thinking about this solution for five years, and I have always believed in you! Now you tell me this is The way you came up with?"

"I have parents and family members, do you think everyone is like you?"

Zhou Li didn't even want to blurt it out, and regretted it after he finished speaking, only to see Zhang Yi standing opposite him with a cold and strange expression.

Zhang Yi raised his fist and punched Zhou Li directly in the face, and then ran out of the coffee shop without looking back.

The scorching sun scorched the ground, but Zhang Yi's heart was like falling into an ice cave.

As early as when Zhou Li shied away from meeting his family again and again, he was ready for today.

He thought he would sit face to face with Zhou Li, congratulate him with a smile on his face, or chuckle softly with a cigarette in his mouth, and stop talking about it.

The fact is that he said congratulations, and the cigarette roll was in his mouth, but he couldn't laugh at all.

The coffee shop was not far from his home, so Zhang Yi ran all the way back downstairs.

The Tongzilou, which is full of the atmosphere of the times, looks a bit dilapidated in the beautiful neighborhood, showing its "elderly demeanor" from the last century everywhere.

Zhang Yi sat down on the steps in front of the stairs and lit a cigarette.

From then on, Zhang Yi and Zhou Li have been together for five years, all kinds of things in these five years made him feel that Zhou Li really wanted to live with him.

Zhou Li is gentle and considerate, and also very generous. They buy vegetables and cook together, make friends and travel together, and live together for a period of time from time to time. They have everything they should have.

Except never brought him home.

Is being gay really that hard to talk about?

Speaking of which, Zhang Yi didn't know whether he was gay or not. Back then, his dreams were full of girls, and even the encounter between him and Zhou Li was a misunderstanding.

At the age of 16, he left the place that suffocated him and came to this city.

Life is difficult, but fortunately he is still hard-working, and found a part-time job as a handyman in the band. After he became an adult, he stayed in the bar as a resident singer.

He met Zhou Li for the first time in the bar where he worked. At that time, he didn't know that the bar he worked in was a gay bar, and he didn't even have the concept of orientation. Just lack of love.

It feels really good to be cared about.

Now, he was alone again.

The cigarette was only half smoked when the aunt who lived next door wobbled into the yard with a shopping trolley and shouted to Zhang Yi from a long distance away: "Xiao Zhang, you just happened to be outside, come and help me." Auntie put this on the stage."

While speaking, the aunt had already walked in front of Zhang Yi, pulling her cart full of things back and forth.

Zhang Yi snuffed out half of the cigarette in his hand, got up and picked up the aunt's trolley and went upstairs.

After sending the aunt home, Zhang Yi returned to his own home.

The small one-bedroom is only a dozen square meters, but there are many musical instruments.

Guitar, bass, electronic organ, and a flute by the bed.

Among the many musical instruments, this flute seemed out of place, but in fact this flute was his favorite, and it was the only thing he brought back from that place.

Books about music are scattered everywhere in the small space, which makes it even more crowded.

Zhang Yi wobbled to the side of the bed, fell straight down, and began to think about a philosophical question——

Are you gay?

He didn't think much of it when he was dating Zhou Li before, but now he thinks this issue is very important. If he is only greedy for Zhou Li's gentleness, then he is not suitable to stay in the gay bar at all.

The lights in the bar were dim, and Zhang Yi was singing hard on the stage with his guitar in his arms, looking coldly at all kinds of men below the stage.

Sometimes it only takes a word, a glass of wine, and a nod of the two parties, and they can go hand in hand and enjoy the pleasure.

Standing here, he often feels that he is out of place, he is not a hedonist, and neither is Zhou Li, which is why they have been together for five full years.

Resign, maybe I really don't fit here.

"What's the matter with you today, you're always absent-minded." The bar owner smiled and handed a glass of wine to Zhang Yi who had just stepped off the stage.

"It's nothing." Zhang Yi swallowed the wine in his glass one by one, and then said, "Brother Qi, I want to resign."

Qi Yue smiled, "Why are you resigning so well, your brother Qi treated you badly?"

Zhang Yi held the wine glass and shook his head, he really didn't know what to say.

He has worked here for five years, Qi Yue is both the boss and friend, besides, he did not approve of Zhang Yi and Zhou Li's so-called 'heart-to-heart' love affair.

"Zhang Yi!" Zhou Li's voice sounded from behind, "I was wrong at noon today, and I apologize to you."

"I originally wanted to go to your house to look for you in the afternoon, but suddenly there was something urgent and I couldn't make it in time."

"Well, it's okay." Zhang Yi put down his glass.

Zhou Li frowned and said, "Zhang Yi..."

"What's the matter, I've already said it's okay." Zhang Yi grinned, "Why don't you give me an invitation and I'll join in the fun?"

"Invitation card?" Qi Yue, who wanted to stay away from here, approached, "Zhou Li, are you getting married?"

"En." Zhou Li pursed his lips and held back a syllable.

Qi Yue then asked: "With a woman?"

"Ah."

Qi Yue understood it, but he didn't seem too surprised, after all, this is the norm.

He took another glass, mixed a glass of wine himself and pushed it in front of Zhou Li, "Moulin Rouge, happy wedding."

"Thank you."

"Will you still come to play in the future?" Qi Yue asked with a smile.

Zhou Li didn't speak, but frowned and looked at Zhang Yi beside him.

Zhang Yi sneered, "Why are you looking at me? Come if you want, by the way, will you give me an invitation card, afraid that I will make trouble?"

"No." Under Zhang Yi's playful gaze, Zhou Li hesitantly took out an invitation card.

"Thank you!" Zhang Yi snatched the invitation from Zhou Li, picked up the Moulin Rouge on the table and drank it down. "There is still class tomorrow, so I'm leaving first."

After leaving the gate of the bar, Zhang Yi was shivered by the wind, and returned home staggeringly. Thanks to the alcohol, he woke up until dawn.

Since last year, Zhang Yi has been admitted to the Conservatory of Music.

He likes music and wants to learn music, but he doesn't have too big aspirations. He just takes one step at a time, does what he likes, and finds the shadow of his family in music.

I left in a hurry yesterday, so I just mentioned the matter of resignation. Now that I have decided to resign, I have to make up an application tonight. At least I have signed a formal contract.

Zhang Yi, who was able to complete the compulsory education, scratched his head and scratched his head when he wrote an application. In this way, a dry resignation application was photographed in Qi Yue's office at night.