The world begins with shameless people

Time flies, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.

The autumn wind blows up the fallen leaves, and the air is filled with a desolate feeling.

This evening.

2108 North Wallace Street.

Just after dinner, Monica returned to the room without saying a word, without turning on the light, and just quietly curled up on the bed and lay down.

No one noticed.

Eddie went to work.

Frank has gone off to live a life of drunkenness and debauchery again, and he hasn't been back for a few days.

Lip and Debbie were already accustomed to ignoring Monica, so they naturally didn't care.

Ian is not at home, he is hanging around outside.

In the room, Monica lay motionless, and at the same time, her mood became increasingly depressed... It didn't take long before she felt that life had no meaning at all, and she wanted to just die.

the other side.

As he had been for some time, Ian, who was excited again, was having a great time playing with a strange man in an alley behind a bar.

Suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Ian took out his phone and saw that it was Mickey calling. He ignored it decisively, put the phone back and continued playing.

At Milkovich's house, Mickey waited for a while, but no one answered the phone. He couldn't help but get angry, "Ian, what the fxxk? Where the hell did you go?"

It's no wonder Mickey was angry. It was because Ian didn't answer the phone too many times during this period, and his mental state was obviously not right.

After leaving an unhappy voice message to Ian, Mickey angrily threw his phone aside, picked up the beer in front of him, gulped it down in one gulp, threw the can away with force, then took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it fiercely in extreme annoyance.

Ian is still playing.

Finally, the play was over. Ian pulled up his pants with a happy smile, then took out his cell phone and listened to the voice message left by Mickey.

After hearing this, Ian not only didn't care at all, but laughed even more happily and thought it was very funny.

"Hey, are you interested in going to a party? With your conditions, you can make some money," Ian's playmate suddenly said with a smile.

Although Ian was not in a normal mental state, he was still a little eager for money and immediately became excited. "Oh? What kind of party?"

Ian's playmate smiled sinisterly, "Let's make a little movie and have some fun while we're at it."

Ian understood, "How much?"

"Five hundred dollars! You have good conditions. When you get there, you may be able to raise the price a little. You can negotiate the details yourself," Ian's playmate said with a smile.

Ian was silent, thought about it for a while, smiled and nodded, and agreed, "Okay."

"Then come with me, my car is right up front," said Ian's playmate.

Soon, the two went away.

Mickey sat on the sofa at home and called Ian's cell phone again.

The result was the same, Ian saw it but didn't answer.

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a new day.

Early in the morning, Frank, whose mind was groggy due to the influence of drugs, staggered back home, lay down next to Monica, hugged her, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

Frank woke up and reached out to Monica, "Monica, do you want me to play?"

After more than ten hours, Monica was already in a very low mood. Hearing this, she opened her eyes, forced herself to speak, and replied, "Frank, I'm very tired. Can you let me sleep?"

Frank had just woken up and was not very sober. He did not notice anything wrong with Monica for the time being. He stretched out his hand and said with a smirk, "You know what you want. Let me help you."

"Frank..." Monica refused weakly, "I don't have the strength, don't touch me."

The words hit my ears.

Frank blinked his eyes, finally realizing something was wrong. He became more sober, propped himself up and sat up, looking at Monica carefully.

Watched it for a while.

Frank was very familiar with Monica and knew what was going on. "Monica, you're sick again. Do you want to take some medicine?"

"No, I just need some sleep," Monica replied weakly, "Don't disturb me."

From a certain perspective, this statement is not wrong.

As long as Monica can get through this period of depression, she will be able to become the Monica that Frank likes again.

Frank really loves Monica in that state, so he actually never wants Monica to take psychiatric drugs and become boring.

Frank hesitated for only a moment before agreeing, "Okay, then you should get some sleep. It won't be long before you get better."

Monica didn't respond.

Frank didn't say anything more. He got out of bed and lay down somewhere else so as not to disturb Monica.

In the afternoon, around twelve o'clock.

Ian, who made six hundred dollars from the short film, walked into 2108 North Wallace Street with his hands in his pockets, feeling very good.

There is currently no one else in the house.

Sheila took both children, Kerry and Liam, to Jackson's house.

Lip and Debbie were at school.

Ian didn't care. He sat down on the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table. Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took two puffs.

Feeling better, Ian then thought of Mickey, so he took out his cell phone and called him, "Mickey, I'm at home, do you want to come over? I have good news to tell you."

Hearing Ian's voice, Mickey, who was in the shooting training ground, was really happy and angry, and asked arrogantly, "What good news?"

"Come here and I'll tell you in person," Ian said with a smile.

Mickey raised his eyebrows, feeling that Ian seemed to be in a good mood, and thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll be right there."

The distance was not far and Mickey drove very fast.

It only took fifteen minutes for Mickey to appear in front of Ian, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and asked Ian, "I'm here, what's the good news?"

Ian sat on the sofa, looking up at Mickey with a bright smile, then he moved closer to Mickey, and while taking off Mickey's pants, he said, "I found a way to make a lot of money, and that's what I did last night."

"Oh?" Mickey didn't stop Ian's action, "What method?"

Ian was already busy.

Mickey felt very comfortable and straightened his back subconsciously.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ian paused and replied, "I made a short film. The director said I was great last night. I made $600. He originally only wanted to give me $500, but I asked him to increase it to $600."

Hear the words.

boom!

Mickey's body trembled, and he almost fainted. Then, he instinctively took a few steps back, quickly pulled up his pants, and stared at Ian in shock, "What the fxxk? What did you do?"

"Jesus!" Ian couldn't understand Mickey's reaction at all. He laughed and said, "What are you doing? Why are you reacting so strongly?"

When Mickey heard this, his eyes widened even more. He couldn't believe what he heard. "You went to make a movie? Just for $600?"

"It's not just $600! He'll call me next time he gets work, and I can make a lot of $600," Ian explained with a righteous smile. Then, thinking he had guessed Mickey's concerns, he added, "Don't worry, the actor said he's not sick."

boom! !

Mickey was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He couldn't help but yell, "You didn't use condom?"

Ian didn't like Mickey's attitude, "Jesus! Mickey, what's wrong with you? I was in a good mood, but now I'm in a good mood, and you ruined it all!"

After saying this, Ian stood up and walked towards the kitchen. He didn't want to talk to Mickey anymore and wanted to get some beer.

See this.

How to say it, Mickey had accumulated a lot of complicated emotions towards Ian, and at this moment, those emotions all burst out at once.

The next second, Mickey rushed to Ian's side, stretched out his hand, pushed Ian against the wall, and said firmly, "You are really crazy! You must see a doctor, right now!"

Ian was stunned, frightened by Mickey like this. When he came to his senses, he instinctively wanted to break free and struggled.

Mickey decisively increased his strength, and then raised his fist, "Either you come with me! Or I knock you out and send you over! Your choice!"

Ian believed that Mickey would really do it. His eyes rolled around and his thoughts raced for two seconds. He decided to compromise first and then find a chance to escape!

I won't come back after this run. Anyway, I can definitely make a living by making movies... Besides, Chicago is so big, I don't believe Mickey can find it.

With an idea in mind, Ian immediately pretended to compromise and said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited. I'll go with you. Isn't it okay for me to go with you?"

Mickey heard this, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly lowered his fist.

"I'm going to take a shower first, I'm so dirty, and then I'll go with you," Ian said again.

Ian's acting skills were pretty good, Mickey didn't doubt it and nodded, "Okay, let's do it quickly."

"Yeah," Ian responded, and walked upstairs at a normal pace.

Mickey relaxed a lot, sat back on the sofa, lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

The second floor.

Ian immediately quickened his pace, entered the room, and quickly packed his luggage. After finishing, he quickly left through the fire escape on the side.

It was about ten minutes later that Mickey realized something was wrong, and soon after, he discovered that Ian had escaped.

"Fxxk!!!" Mickey almost exploded with anger and cursed loudly. Then, out of pure instinct, he rushed downstairs to find Ian while calling Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu has been a bit busy recently.

Now that the group has been established, we still have to do what we need to do...or in other words, we still have to make money.

At this time, Ding Xiu was reading documents in the office of Xiuer Group. When he heard his cell phone ring, he answered the call, "Mickey."

Mickey had already rushed into the car and sped away. When he heard Ding Xiu's voice, he explained the situation in one breath, and then asked anxiously, "Can you find Ian?"

After listening.

Ding Xiu did not reply immediately, but silently felt the information Xiao Wu had collected, "Okay, wait for my call."

"Okay," Mickey heard, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, releasing the accelerator a little, "As soon as possible, I'm afraid he will kill himself."

"Okay," Ding Xiu responded calmly, hung up the phone, and asked Xiao Wu to keep an eye on Ian.

It didn't take long before Xiao Wu found Ian, who was walking quickly with his luggage on his back.

Ding Xiu felt it and thought about it. He was a little curious about what Ian was going to do, so he didn't rush to call Mickey and decided to wait and see first.

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2108 North Wallace Street.

In the evening, dinner time.

Eddie, Frank, Lip, Debbie, Liam, Sheila, who had brought a few plates of food, and Kerry sat together at the dining table, ready to eat dinner.

Not long ago, Lip and others already knew about Monica's situation, and then, how to put it, there was no way to solve the problem, so they didn't say much about it.

However, Eddie was unfamiliar with this situation, so he couldn't help but ask, "Don't we need to call Monica over for dinner?"

Frank took a sip of his beer, "No, I'll serve her later, whoever eats first will eat first."

have to.

Since Frank said so, Eddie stopped talking and started eating.

The same is true for Lip and others.

In a blink of an eye, the meal was finished.

Frank wiped his mouth and drank the remaining beer in one gulp. Then he quickly filled a plate of food for Monica and went upstairs.

Arriving at Monica's room, Frank asked softly without turning on the light, "Monica, eat something."

Monica lay flat on her back, her body twitching slightly.

At this moment, Frank smelled a familiar smell of blood, sniffed subconsciously, and then his eyes widened.

Only then did Frank see the blood on Monica's wrist.

hum.

Frank was startled, then quickly turned on the light.

When the light is turned on...

boom!

The fact that Monica committed suicide became clear to Frank.

"Monica!!!!" Now, Frank really loved Monica, and he shouted loudly in shock!

Everyone on the first floor heard this roar.

Lip reacted the fastest, "Something seems to have happened!!!"

The words came out.

Except for Liam and Kerry, everyone else rushed upstairs.

After a while.

Seeing Monica's condition, Sheila was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth. Eddie reacted quickly and rushed to Monica, looking for something to bandage Monica's wound.

Debbie was so frightened that she stood there like a fool, tears welling up in her eyes.

Lip took a second to react, then quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.

Time turns.

An ambulance arrived and took Monica away.

Lip and others went to the hospital and waited outside the operating room.

Carl received the message and arrived a little late, but still came.

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Xiuer Chinese Restaurant.

After receiving Karl's call and knowing what had happened, Ding Xiu almost couldn't help laughing.

no way.

What is this?

Ian had a seizure and ran away at noon, and just a few hours later, Monica, a psychopath who refused to take medicine, tried to commit suicide...

This mother and son, and these Gallaghers, are having a really exciting time.

It's outrageous.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu shook his head, thought about it, and decided not to play anymore. He called Mickey and told him Ian's location.

"Mickey, bring a few more people with you. Don't be soft-hearted. Even if you knock Ian unconscious, you have to send him to a mental hospital...Have you heard? Monica also had a seizure and just committed suicide!"

"If you continue to be soft on Ian, he might be the next one to commit suicide!"

boom!

Mickey didn't know about Monica yet. When he heard this, he was almost scared to death. "Okay! I promise I won't be soft-hearted and will definitely send him to a mental hospital!!!"