The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"Carl."

"Um."

"Why do you like washing my hair?"

Beth sat on the edge of the bed, and Carl was behind her, wiping Beth's hair with a dry towel.

"I can't say I like it, it's just... well, I kind of like it. Anyway, it's hard to explain, I just really like this feeling."

As he was talking, Carl laughed at himself.

"Hey, Carl, Sophia asked about you again today." Beth also laughed.

"Well, is everything alright?"

"Yes!" Beth nodded seriously, then turned her head to look at Carl, "I think Sophia likes you a little."

"I know, so I deliberately avoided her, you know. I think time will dilute these things, she is just too young, maybe she will figure it out when she grows up."

Karl was able to explain as calmly as possible at first, but later he couldn't help but get a little flustered, and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"

"Yeah." Beth nodded seriously.

"I..."

"Haha... just kidding. Am I that stingy?" Beth smiled.

"Who knows? After all, this isn't anything else." Carl put the towel aside and sat down next to Beth.

"But there is one thing that really makes me angry." Beth patted Carl and tried her best to look angry.

"What?" Carl was slightly stunned.

"Sophia told me about it. I didn't believe it at first, but then I saw it myself this afternoon." Beth stared at Carl viciously.

"Afternoon?" Carl understood. "Liz?"

"Is that little girl's name Liz? I heard from Sofia that you two have been together these past few days, just the two of you, and I don't know what you've been doing. Sofia even asked the girl's sister, and she said she didn't know. Carl, do you want to explain?"

Looking at Beth's expression, Carl understood that Beth was not really angry, and couldn't help but laugh and pinched Beth's nose.

"Explain? What's there to explain?"

Beth slapped Carl's hand away and pursed her lips, "Damn it, Carl, you don't even want to explain to me now?"

"Liz, how should I put it? She is very special. It is hard for me to explain. Anyway, you can understand. I will not let you down."

"Huh, who knows you." Beth snorted lightly, then seemed to remember something, her face looked a little ugly, she looked at Karl cautiously, hesitated for a long time, and asked;

"Karl, why haven't you changed much since you came back that day?"

What Beth wanted to ask was about Penny. When she saw Carl coming back alone that day, her heart skipped a beat. She was afraid that Carl would really collapse because of losing Penny.

But after that, Carl behaved very normally, and Beth didn't want to speak actively in case Carl remembered something, so she just kept talking vaguely.

"Isn't it a good thing that there is no change?" Carl smiled.

"But you once said, about that..."

"It's over, Beth, it's over. Let's not talk about the past, okay?" Carl held Beth's shoulders and looked at her.

Beth hesitated, but nodded.

"It's getting late, Beth. Go to bed first. I have to write in my diary."

"Yeah." Beth looked at Carl's back in a daze. She could feel that there seemed to be something different about Carl, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

This feeling was very strange, and Beth felt a vague worry in her heart, especially about Carl's so-called second personality, which had never affected Carl for so long.

September 6th, sunny

Carl wrote down the date first, then picked up the pen but didn't know how to start. He didn't know since when he could no longer write down what was in his heart like before.

Carl didn't want to hide anything from Beth, but some things did need to be concealed. It would be useless for her to know, and it would only make her worry more.

It's been more than a week since he came back, but he has never visited Penny. It's not that Carl doesn't want to, but it's hard to get the chance and it's not realistic for him to go out alone.

As for Moore's words, Carl also concealed Penny's current whereabouts from him.

Shaking his head slightly, Carl picked up his pen and wrote:

The weather was fine and the sky was cloudless.

It is autumn now, and the leaves on the branches are turning a little yellower.

The nights are a little cooler.

It was around this time a year ago when I was looking at the falling leaves through the window of the RV.

From being displaced to having a stable home, things are finally getting better.

Liz is making great progress, a very smart child…

At this point, Carl stopped writing, hesitated for a moment, and did not cross it out. He just added the usual suffix and closed the notebook.

Turning off the desk lamp and walking to the window, Carl developed a habit of watching the night view alone.

Carl's study has a good view, and he can see almost the entire front half of the prison. From here, Carl can even see the torches on the gate.

Well, the load of high-power electric lamps is too heavy, and using torches will save a lot, and the effect will not be much different.

A figure walked by the gate of the inner wall, outside the cell block.

Karl's eyes narrowed slightly. Most people wouldn't run around at night, so the patrol team should be in groups of two.

Coupled with the strange walking posture, Carl could be sure that it was a zombie and he would definitely not mistake it for a zombie.

Without hesitation, Carl hurried to the desk, opened the drawer, strapped the Glock's holster on, and grabbed four more magazines.

Then he quickly walked out of the study. Beth on the bed hadn't slept yet. She was leaning against the head of the bed, flipping through a magazine. Seeing Karl in a hurry, she was a little confused, "What's wrong?"Carl said quickly, "Beth, something might have happened in prison, I need to go out and take a look, you stay here and don't open the door, I have the key."

"What happened?" Beth was stunned. She quickly threw the magazine aside and sat up straight. "What happened? Why did you go out?"

"It's just a small matter..." "Bang!"

Before Karl's voice fell, a gunshot interrupted Karl's voice, and Karl's pupils shrank slightly, knowing how much time had passed.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. This dormitory building should be safe. There won't be any problems. I'm just going to take a look. Beth, trust me, I'll be fine."

Carl said as he walked out.

"Karl!"

Karl stopped abruptly and turned to look at Beth, who was looking at him deeply, "Be careful."

"I will, don't worry, I'll be fine." Karl nodded and left quickly.

After going out and closing the door, the corridor was a little dim. Looking at the door opposite, Karl hesitated and did not knock.

If I knock, I may not be able to leave. If something happens, Sean will definitely not react. He may have already solved it. After all, I have already reminded him.

Carl pulled out his Glock and walked quickly toward the stairs.

There aren't many people living in the dormitory building, so it should be safe. Carl thinks the real problem should be in the cell area, which happens to be the area with the most people.

The later arrivals almost all lived in the cell block, although the lower floors of the dormitory building were still empty, but the decision proved to be the right one.

Even if something happens, it won't spread here so quickly.

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