street.

Pregnant or not, it doesn't affect Monica's love for dupin at all.

Not long after.

Monica hurriedly swallowed some medicine, and then walked forward, talking and laughing happily with Frank.

Before I knew it, it was early morning.

The two men were dizzy and went to the empty house where Monica lived. They just lay on the ground, took medicine and continued to get high.

After partying for over an hour, neither of them was fully conscious and somehow ended up talking about Mexico. Soon, they hit it off and set off for Mexico.

Just like that, Monica and Frank were gone.

It was a little after two in the morning.

At the [Fairy Tail] club, Ian, who was obviously very abnormal, looked like a walking corpse, with almost no light on his face or in his eyes, finished dancing and slowly walked off the stage.

At this time, a person who had been waiting impatiently beside the stage immediately hugged Ian and said, "Baby, let's go and have fun."

"Fine," Ian said, not really caring.

After finishing the job, he casually threw two bills, patted Ian's cheek with a smile, and turned around and left with satisfaction.

Ian picked up the two bills numbly and stuffed them into his pocket. Then, not wanting to move, he just sat down on the ground against the wall.

About ten minutes passed.

Ian is working again.

Time flies.

It was nearly three o'clock in the night.

Ian wanted to sleep, so he tried to stand up and walked numbly towards home, to the empty house where Monica took Frank.

After walking for a long time, they arrived at the house. Ian looked blankly at the empty place where Monica should have been lying. Without paying any attention, he fell down, closed his eyes, and began to sleep.

Ian slept until noon, and then he opened his eyes with a splitting headache.

After a while, Ian sat up. He became more conscious and less like a zombie.

Ian raised his hand and rubbed his head, then he realized that Monica's luggage was gone and Monica seemed to have left.

at once.

Ian couldn't help feeling sad, tears welled up in his eyes.

He couldn't understand why Monica just left like that.

They clearly agreed to live together.

The more Ian thought about it, the sadder he became. Tears slowly rolled down his cheeks. At the same time, the strength he had recovered from his sleep quickly disappeared.

After a while.

Ian felt like he didn't have any strength to do anything, so he fell down again, curled up into a ball and closed his eyes.

****************

It's another evening.

Mickey got off work, left the shooting training range, got into the Mercedes-Benz that he was already a little tired of and didn't care about anymore, and headed towards Xiu'er Chinese Restaurant with a cigarette in his mouth.

He was going to have dinner.

The expansion of Xiu'er Chinese Restaurant has been completed. It has been expanded from one shop to two shops, and the area has almost doubled.

However, even so, the restaurant was still packed during dinner and demand could not keep up with supply.

However, this is not a problem for Mickey. After all, Mickey is an employee and enjoys special treatment.

Mickey walked in with a very cool gait, and then walked straight to the sofa while greeting Vivian.

It is worth mentioning that Karl was also there, sitting on the sofa, waiting for dinner.

Seeing Mickey, Carl grinned and greeted him, "Mickey, you look very listless."

To this day, the impact of Bonnie's silent departure on Carl has weakened a lot, and Carl has basically returned to his previous state.

Mickey nodded and sat next to Carl. He didn’t respond to Carl’s words. After thinking for a while, he pretended to ask casually, “I heard that Ian is back?”

Carl didn't know about Mickey and Ian, so he nodded and said, "Well, he only stayed for one day before he ran away again. I don't know where he went."

After a pause, Carl added, "He seems to have the same disease as Monica. Lip and Fiona said he's sick again."

Mickey had seen Ian's illness before, so he couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard this. He subconsciously asked, "Didn't you go find him?"

Karl shook his head, “He didn’t answer the phone, so if he couldn’t find it, he didn’t find it.”

"..." Ian still holds a great importance in Mickey's heart. Mickey was silent for a moment, "You have no news about him at all?"

"No," Carl replied simply.

Mickey didn't want to talk anymore and turned to look at the kitchen.

He couldn't explain why, and he had no idea how Ding Xiu did it, but Mickey believed that Ding Xiu must know where Ian was.

At this moment, Mickey really wanted to rush into the kitchen and ask for clarification, but when he thought of Ian's illness, he couldn't help but hesitate.

At this moment, Carl asked curiously, "How is the training ground? Is it the same as before?"

Mickey was worried about Ian and was in no mood to chat, so he just patiently said a few perfunctory words.

Time passes quietly.

After dinner, Mickey hesitated for a while, then finally made up his mind, walked quickly into the kitchen and found Ding Xiu.

Seeing Mickey, especially seeing Mickey's sad expression, Ding Xiu smiled slightly, "What's wrong?

"Do you know where Ian is?" Mickey asked hurriedly, fearing that he would regret it.

When Ding Xiu heard this, he nodded with a wider smile on his face, "I know."

"Where?" Mickey asked anxiously.

"A gay bar called Elf Tail. He works there on the night shift," Ding Xiu said, looking at his watch. "You should be able to see him if you go there in an hour or so."

Gay, right?

Jesus!

Ian is crazy!

Mickey was startled for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "Thank you."

After saying thank you, Mickey turned and was about to leave.

"You won't like what you're about to see, Mickey, I hope you've really thought it through," Ding Xiu added with a smile.

Mickey looked at Ding Xiu with extremely complicated eyes, said nothing more, and left silently.

After leaving Xiu'er Chinese Restaurant, Mickey immediately lit a cigarette, took a few deep puffs, and then, without getting in the car, he walked straight to the Elber Bar.

Ellabar Bar.

Kevin is talking to Tony on the phone, asking about Veronica's latest situation.

Tony had no grudge against Kevin, so he answered truthfully...even though some of the content couldn't be said according to the rules.

Veronica is doing okay.

The police don't have solid evidence, and various tests will take time, plus lawyers are involved... Tomorrow afternoon, when the forty-eight hours are up, if there are no special accidents, Veronica will be released.

After hearing this, Kevin immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed. “Thank you.”

"You're welcome," Tony responded and hung up.

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