The world begins with shameless people

Chicago, South Side.

【Quiet Time】Flower shop.

In fact, although the two have spent quite a lot of time together over the past few years, Mandy and Carl are not actually very familiar with each other.

The reason for this is probably because of the huge difference in personality and age, and Philip Gallagher is also a factor to a certain extent.

In short, after chatting for a while, the two of them actually had nothing to talk about.

So Mandy quickly picked out a bouquet of flowers for Carl that had just been wrapped not long ago.

Carl took the flowers and paid for them consciously.

Mandy smiled decisively and shook her head. "No, no, you're still young, keep it for later use. It's just a bouquet of flowers, not worth much..."

“No way!” This year’s life at the military academy really changed Carl a lot. Without any hesitation, Carl refused firmly, “If you open a store and do business, you must charge money.”

Seeing Carl like this, Mandy was slightly surprised, and then she didn't insist any more.

After paying the money, Karl smiled, turned around and left with the flowers.

Mandy watched Carl leave the flower shop, and saw Mickey's car waiting on the roadside at the door. She smiled faintly, didn't look at it any further, retracted her gaze, and continued to deal with the flowers.

The relationship between the two siblings has always been like this. Since childhood, they basically did not interfere with each other unless something happened.

This kind of relationship is good for Mandy.

Mandy loved it, just as she loved this flower shop and these flowers.

In fact, before actually opening the flower shop, Mandy was really nervous. She didn't know if she was suitable for it, if she really liked it, or if she could stick with it.

But now, all the anxiety is gone.

She was completely sure that she liked it very much and just wanted to live an ordinary life like this, accompanied by flowers and plants.

At this time.

William, who had gone out to purchase things, came in carrying a bunch of things, large and small bags.

heard movement.

Mandy turned around and greeted with a smile, "You're back."

Mandy feels this kind of life is very good.

In fact, to put it in an exaggerated way, it's almost a dream.

Soon, Mickey took Carl to 2118 North Wallace Street, which was Ding Xiu's home.

"I have something else to do. I'll call you later," Mickey said to Carl after stopping the car and exhaling a puff of smoke.

Karl looked at Mickey. To be honest, he felt that Mickey had changed a lot, but he couldn't tell exactly where he had changed. Hearing this, he nodded, "Okay."

Karl got out of the car, carrying his luggage and holding a bouquet of flowers, and walked towards Ding Xiu's house.

Mickey took a puff of his cigarette, looked for two seconds, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and drove away.

Carl was not wrong, Mickey had indeed changed.

Originally, this change was gradual and slow... The fact that Mandy and William opened a flower shop, in a sense, accelerated this change.

Lately, Mickey couldn't help thinking about the future from time to time.

He never thought about these things before.

But I watched Mandy and William open a flower shop, get married, have a child, start a family, and start a new life...

Mickey couldn't stop thinking about a very important question.

What kind of future does he want?

People are like this. Once an idea takes root, it is really difficult to uproot it.

Mickey thought about it a lot.

He no longer lacks money.

In fact, to this day, because he still has no pursuit of material things, he sincerely feels that the money he has is enough for him to live a lifetime.

Realize your childhood dream and become the little bully of the South District?

He already is.

As for expanding the business and becoming a big boss in Chicago...

At the beginning, when he thought about this, he was really excited and wanted to achieve this goal.

However, as the days passed, as the number of people he killed personally and the number of people he ordered his men to kill increased... gradually, he felt it was becoming less and less interesting.

Of course, being a Milkovich, he wouldn't admit it.

But, the fact is the fact, and he knows exactly how he feels.

The problem is that……

After thinking about it for so long, he still couldn't figure out what kind of future he wanted.

Like Mandy and William?

It seems good, but how can a person live that kind of life?

If we don't live that kind of life, what kind of life should we live?

You can't just stay at home alone every day, or wander around everywhere.

For the time being, Mickey couldn't think of a specific future.

This made him very irritated.

Actually, this is normal.

Not to mention this world, let’s just talk about the South District, how many people really know what they want?

Mickey thought and sighed irritably.

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Ding Xiu's family.

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Carl handed the flowers to Bianca personally, and then said a few words of congratulations.

It's really hard to associate Carl Gallagher with his childhood self.

As for the flowers, Bianca liked them very much and was very happy. She praised Carl several times, even making him feel a little embarrassed.

Have fun for a while.

Ding Xiu was not very busy because she had three nannies to help. After thinking about it, she invited Karl to the backyard to chat as they hadn't seen each other for such a long time.

Ding Xiu's backyard, like the South District, has also undergone significant changes.

For example, there are a few more fruit trees, a few more landscape trees, and also a barbecue pavilion.

There was a refrigerator in the barbecue pavilion. Ding Xiu opened it, took out two bottles of beer and handed one to Carl.

Afterwards, the two sat under a large landscape tree and started chatting.

While drinking beer, Karl talked about various things in the military academy. After that, he said with great anticipation, "When school starts in September, I will become a team leader and can lead a team!"

"I will definitely make my team the most powerful team in the academy."

"Then, next September, I will become the captain."

At this point, Karl suddenly thought of a question and asked Xiang Dingxiu, "They all said that after we graduate from the military academy, it's best for us to go to West Point Military Academy. Is that true?"

Ding Xiu lit a cigarette and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to come back and be a police officer?"

Carl thought for a moment, "It's not that I don't want to, but I think it's more exciting to go abroad and shoot those terrorists. I want to kill them all, leaving no one alive."

My goodness, what kind of murderer's talk is this?

Although, speaking objectively, Ding Xiu quite agreed with it.

"If you want to kill terrorists, there's no point in going to West Point. That's where you train officers, and officers are mainly responsible for commanding soldiers to fight... You have to be a soldier before you can kill terrorists."

Ding Xiu smiled and replied, "If you want to be a soldier, you don't have to work so hard. Just go to the conscription office and sign up, right?"

Can Carl go to West Point and become an officer?

To be honest, I really can't.

His IQ is a major flaw, and his education level is too low... Letting Carl fight, going to overseas battlefields is fine, but asking Carl to study...

I'm afraid it would be useless even if I studied for ten years.

Carl was silent after hearing this, and spoke after a few seconds, "So that's how it is... Then I have to think about it carefully. Being a soldier is interesting, but if you're not careful, you might come back with broken arms and legs..."

There are actually quite a few veterans here in the South District, and Tommy is one of them.

Tommy was relatively lucky. He came back safe and sound, and had no mental problems.

Some others were not so lucky.

Carl grew up in the South Side and knew many of these people, and he really didn't want to become as disabled as those people.

"Yeah, being disabled is troublesome after all," Ding Xiu replied, "Anyway, it's summer vacation now, so why don't you talk to those veterans more often? It's not a bad thing to gain some experience."

"Good idea," Carl responded with a smile.

"As for what to do in the future, don't worry for now, you still have a lot of time," Ding Xiu said again, "Whether you join the army and go to the battlefield, or come back here to be a policeman, it's your own choice. Once you make a choice, just don't regret it."

Karl heard it and smiled decisively, "I have never regretted it."