The world begins with shameless people

2114 North Wallace Street.

Bianca didn't know much about mental illness. After watching Ian, she gave some suggestions.

To sum up, the core point is that Ian must be hospitalized as soon as possible and receive professional treatment... and the family should make this decision, rather than expecting Ian to decide or agree on his own.

Because, with bipolar disorder, Ian is no longer a normal person.

It is impossible for an abnormal person to make normal decisions.

Now is not the time to play democratic tricks.

Bianca said it very seriously.

Fiona and Lip both listened quietly. As for whether they would follow the instructions and how they would do it...

Ha ha.

Who knows about the Gallagher family?

Bianca was not familiar with Fiona and the others, so after saying what needed to be said, she stopped talking and sat down next to Ding Xiu obediently.

Ding Xiu was not interested in continuing to experience Gallagher's melancholy here. After saying a few polite words, he greeted Bianca and stood up to leave.

"Karl, if Ian goes to hospital for treatment, it will probably cost a lot of money. If you don't have enough money, call me," Ding Xiu said to Karl after getting up.

Karl didn’t have that many bad habits, so he simply nodded, “Okay.”

"Then let's go," Ding Xiu said goodbye.

Hear this.

Fiona gritted her teeth and said, "I'll give it to you."

Ding Xiu smiled slightly and did not object.

After a while, the two got in the car.

Bianca glanced at Ian's position through the car window again, "Bipolar disorder is a lifelong thing, it's really not easy for them."

Ding Xiuxiao glanced at Bianca.

It's also time to do some research on Bianca's impending cancer.

"As far as I know, it's okay. With treatment, Ian can barely live a normal life."

The two chatted and returned home.

*******

2114 North Wallace Street.

The discussion among the four Gallaghers continues.

In this absolutely tangled discussion, time flies by very quickly.

Before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

The discussion has a preliminary result.

Fiona went to Ian's room, spoke to Ian in a gentle voice, and then gently carried Ian out of the room and placed him on Peggy's wheelchair.

A few minutes later.

With red eyes, Fiona slowly pushed Ian, who was sitting in a wheelchair with empty eyes like an empty skin, towards the Gallagher house.

Lip, leaning on a cane and holding a cigarette in his mouth, tried his best to keep up without saying a word.

Karl carried Ian's luggage with some difficulty and walked next to the wheelchair, looking at Ian with worried eyes from time to time.

None of the three people spoke, and they just walked in silence, as if they were heading towards another deeper valley in their lives.

Arriving at the Gallagher house, which was no longer what it used to be, was so deserted that it was really hard for Fiona to adapt. After a lot of hard work, Fiona, covered in sweat, carried Ian to the second floor and put him on the bed.

Ian remained silent.

Looking at Ian like this, Fiona felt so distressed that she wanted to cry.

After settling down with Ian and saying a few words to him, Fiona silently exited the room and returned to the first floor.

Karl didn't leave for the time being and sat on the sofa.

Lip was also sitting on the sofa, smoking crazily one after another as if he couldn't stop.

Fiona weakly sat down next to Lip, reached for the cigarette between Lip's fingers, took a deep puff, and then smiled desperately, "Gallagher~~"

When Lip heard this, he glanced at Fiona and said nothing. He just took out another cigarette, lit it, and continued to smoke.

The smoke spread out and seemed to turn into a breath of death, wrapping Fiona and Lip.

Karl blinked and looked at Fiona blankly, some rarely seen emotions welling up in his chest.

*******

2118 North Wallace Street.

Ian's bipolar disorder has long disappeared from the conversation between Ding Xiu and Bianca.

At this time, the two of them were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

To be precise... Bianca was watching TV, while Ding Xiu was looking at the computer, choosing uniforms.

Ding Xiu was a bit spoiled for choice. This stuff was so varied and exciting. It had everything.

The computer was right in front of her, and of course Bianca saw it too. She was helpless and her ears turned red.

Finally, Bianca couldn't stand it anymore, "I won't wear these things. If you want to buy them, wear them yourself!"

Ding Xiu turned around and smiled at Bianca.

Bianca: “….”

After a few minutes.

Bianca turned away and pointed at a uniform on the screen. Ding Xiu decisively added it to the shopping cart.

A duplicitous woman.

How interesting.

*****

The night is getting darker.

On the quiet North Wallace Street, a truck appeared.

The truck drove slowly and stopped in front of Gallagher's house.

"I'm home!" Looking at the familiar dilapidated house through the car window, Monica smiled brightly and said to the driver, followed and opened the door, "Thanks, see you another day."

The driver smiled and nodded without saying anything.

I meet Monica on the road, sleep with her, enjoy her mouth, and kill some of the boredom on the road. For the driver, this is the role of Monica.

So, there is no hope of seeing you another day.

Monica got out of the car with a smile.

The truck moved again, gradually disappearing.

Monica carried her suitcase, faced the dark Gallagher house, took a deep breath, and then strode away.

dong dong dong~~~

A sudden knock on the door in the dead of night is usually not a good thing.

Fiona was awakened and immediately frowned. After listening carefully, she was sure that there was a knock on her door. She got out of bed with a sad face, went downstairs, and picked up the baseball hanging on the wall in the middle of the stairs. stick.

After arriving at the gate.

"Who?" Fiona tightened her grip on the baseball bat and asked in a solemn tone.

"Fiona, it's me, I'm back!" Monica immediately recognized Fiona's voice and shouted excitedly.

Hear the sound.

Gordon.

Fiona's heart tightened. She was instinctively happy, but at the same time, she felt even more contradictory and sad.

at the same time.

On the second floor, Lip woke up because of the knock on the door. He immediately frowned and cursed in a low voice while looking at Ian.

Fxxk!

Ian opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel a little happy knowing that Monica was back.

There is no other reason.

Monica has suffered from bipolar disorder for so many years...Ian doesn't want to continue like this. He wants to talk to Monica and get some advice from Monica...

In Ian's opinion, Monica is his kind, Fiona and Lip are not.

But Ian didn't move, he didn't have the strength to move, he just kept his eyes open and waited.

First floor.

Fiona was silent for a while. To be honest, she really didn't want to open this door.

"Fiona, open the door quickly," Monica urged.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Her cowardly nature, coupled with her reluctance to leave Monica as her mother, came into play, forcing Fiona to reach out her hand and open the door.

The door opens.

Fiona, with a slightly distorted expression, appeared in front of her. Monica did not hesitate, spread her arms with a bright smile on her face, and stepped forward to hug Fiona.

"Oh~ Fiona..." Monica said excitedly.

Fiona immediately took two steps back and refused Monica's hug, "Why do you want to come back?"