The world begins with shameless people

under night.

Lip was unwilling to suffer such a loss after leaving the pawn shop. Although he knew the chances of getting his watch back were very slim, he still hurried back to the bar.

The two women had left long ago, and Lip looked for them in their previous seats but couldn't find them.

I asked the bartender, but of course there was no result.

In the end, Lip could only leave angrily and speechlessly.

2108 North Wallace Street.

The lights in the house were still on.

Lip took a look, walked quickly to the door, habitually reached out to grasp the door handle and was about to open the door, but found that the door was locked, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

dong dong dong~~~
Frank was the only one in the living room on the first floor at this time.

Frank was lying on the sofa watching TV. When he heard a knock on the door, he got up and opened it, unlike usual.

When Frank opened the door and saw Lip, who was drunk and had bloodshot eyes, he was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "It looks like you had a good time."

Lip's eyes turned red. He glared at Frank angrily and said decisively, "Fuck off!"

At this time of night, the knock on the door was still loud. Debbie and Ian, who were in their rooms on the second floor, heard it. They left the room and went downstairs at the same time.

There is no other reason.

No matter what happened before...now that Lip has gotten into such a big trouble, as his family, they have to show some concern.

What's more, to be honest, neither Debbie nor Ian have much hatred or grudge against Lip.

On the first floor, Frank was confronted by Lip, but he just smiled and didn't fight back. He simply turned around and went back to the living room.

Lip felt ignored, so he raised his hand to wipe his face, then followed into the living room.

At this time, Debbie and Ian came down.

When Lip saw this...

"Jesus, Lip," Ian, who has a father like Frank, is very familiar with what a drunk looks like, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Debbie then spoke up, "Lip, how much alcohol have you drunk? We called you and you didn't answer."

Lip smiled bitterly, his head ached and he couldn't stand steadily, so he sat down on the sofa.

It is worth mentioning that Frank just sat on the independent sofa on the side, leaving the main sofa empty for Lip.

"I drank a little too much," Lip replied drunkenly as he slumped down on the sofa.

"What's going on?" Ian walked a few steps to Lip and asked worriedly.

Lip habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one. "There are too many things. I don't know where to start... I feel like my head is going to explode now. I want to sleep... Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay."

Ian moved his mouth, but finally didn't ask any more questions.

Debbie looked at Lip but said nothing.

Soon, Debbie and Ian skillfully brought pillows and blankets to Lip.

Lip fell onto the sofa and fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.

Frank, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, lit a cigarette, looked at Lip quietly for a long time, said nothing, turned off the TV, got up and walked towards his room.

The house suddenly became dark.

In the darkness, Lip slept soundly.

Time flies, a new day dawns.

After Ian went downstairs, he brewed a pot of coffee, poured a cup, and came to Lip again, gently nudged Lip, "Lip, it's time to wake up."

Lip was pushed several times by Ian before he opened his eyes dazedly.

When Lip opened his eyes and saw Ian and this unfamiliar environment, he was still a little confused. He asked subconsciously, "Where am I?"

"South District, Debbie's house," Ian replied with a complicated expression and handed over the coffee. "Sit up and drink some coffee to wake up." Lip did as he was told.

After a few minutes.

Debbie also came over and stood next to Ian, looking at Lip, who was a little more awake although his head was still hurting.

"Now can you tell us what's wrong with you?" Debbie asked.

Lip heard it, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

To be honest, Lip didn't want to talk.

He had always been the smartest person in the Gallagher family, and he had always faced the two people in front of him as a smart and capable elder brother... Now, he instinctively resisted being asked to speak out his embarrassment.

But, now that things have come to this, I definitely can’t not say it…
After a few seconds of silence, Lip reached for a cigarette, lit one, and began to speak, "A lot of things happened. I fell in love with my professor Helena..."

Lip gave a simplified explanation. Of course, like many people in this world, Lip's explanation minimized his own problems and magnified the problems of others.

In fact, it could almost be said that it was someone else's fault, not his.

After listening.

Ian and Debbie looked at each other in tacit understanding.

They are all Gallagher, who doesn’t know who?

Ian and Debbie were immediately sure that Lip's explanation was definitely evasive.

But now is not the time to focus on that.

Debbie thought for a moment and spoke up first, "According to what you said, you weren't fired for sure, you just ran away..."

Debbie is now in school and knows that going to school is important. "Why don't you go back and give it a try? Maybe the school will keep you."

When Lip heard this, he immediately shook his head, "Debbie, you don't understand. It's impossible. They said it very clearly."

"You haven't tried it, so how do you know it's absolutely impossible?" Debbie said again.

"Debbie!" Lip was annoyed and couldn't help but raise his voice. As soon as he said it, he realized that this was wrong, "Sorry."

Debbie didn't know what to say.

Ian then spoke up, "So how are you now? Are you completely back?"

Lip took a long puff of his cigarette, and responded helplessly and unhappily, "Well... I plan to teach myself. I studied there for a year, and the things the professors taught are all available online. I can learn them online."

Although Ian didn't even finish high school, he still understood that it was definitely not that simple. Otherwise, most people wouldn't have to go through the trouble of taking the college entrance exam. "Are you sure you can do this?"

"I'm sure!" Lip emphasized.

These words were more like trying to convince himself rather than Ian.

Ian heard it and didn't know what to say.

"Then how are you going to live?" Debbie asked again.

Lip took two puffs of his cigarette and looked at Debbie. "Debbie, I want to live here. Is there any vacant room?"

Debbie was stunned. "Yes, yes...it's okay for you to live here, but...the monthly expenses...I'm afraid Ian and I can't afford it."

It's all money.

No matter where you go, you can't escape the word money.

"I'll find a job as soon as possible and take my share, don't worry," Lip replied.

"Okay," Debbie nodded, then hesitated for a moment, "Lip, I still suggest you go back, at least until you are completely sure of the result."

Lip shook his head, "I'm not going back. They don't want me there, and I don't want to stay somewhere I'm not welcome."

Ha ha.

Being young is good, you can say such stupid things out of impulse. (End of this chapter)