The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

March 11, sunny

The weather is nice today, very nice.

Beth and I helped Hershel plant some beans. Although we got dirty, Beth was very happy, and so was I.

Now that the water pipes and electrical circuits are in place, taking a bath is very convenient.

However, it seems that diesel will become a material as important as weapons and medicines in the future.

There have been a lot of changes in the prison these days, and everything is back on track.

I can see that everyone living here has relaxed a little, after all, there is the double protection of barbed wire and walls.

Beth didn't particularly like it here, and sometimes she missed the farm, but she didn't hate it here either.

Fortunately, our living conditions are not too bad, otherwise I don't know how to comfort Beth.

Bucephalus, on the other hand, particularly likes this place, where he can run wildly and wantonly.

But because of Bucephalus, Hershel had to fence off the crops he had just planted.

Although they wanted to surround Bucephalus, how could I allow that? Bucephalus was one of the few people who could make me happy besides Beth.

If I'm happy, Sean will be in a good mood too.

There were not many bullets left. Moore and his companions had gone out several times and brought back a lot of miscellaneous things, but not many that were really useful.

We haven't encountered any survivors, so no new members have joined.

They were a little confused. It had only been more than half a year since the disaster, so supplies and survivors should not be so scarce.

But I know the reason, and although I have already talked to Sean about it, it seems I still need to prepare more carefully.

I had wanted to let the women in the camp continue practicing shooting, but it looks like I'll have to put that on hold for now.

It's not all because of the lack of bullets, what's more important is the idea itself.

Not everyone has Andrea's awareness.

Speaking of Andrea, Sean said that she seemed to want to join Moore's outing team. I haven't paid attention to her for a while. Why is that?

Sean didn't agree, and I thought we could talk about it later, it wasn't that important.

There is one more thing, I was still caught by Sofia, my God, I couldn't believe how she managed to cry for almost two hours straight.

I can only offer comfort, eh...

Fortunately, Beth didn't hate Sophia, after all, she was just a little girl.

By the way, I have really grown taller, although not as fast as Bucephalus, but I believe that one day I will be as strong as Sean.

must!

Nice day.

…

He closed the notebook and picked up the "Old Testament: Book of Joshua" beside the desk. These were all of Heschel's treasures, which he brought with him.

As for the original bookshelf in this room, most of them were magazines, some of which were vulgar. Many things in this room also reveal what kind of person the original owner was.

But all of those things, including the bedding, were packed up and thrown away by Carl on the first day.

"Karl, aren't you going to bed yet?"

Beth pushed open the door and walked in, put the milk on the desk, sat down in the chair beside the desk, covered her mouth with her hand, and yawned.

Carl was slightly stunned and pushed aside the "Old Testament Joshua" that had just been placed in front of him. Although he had been on the farm since then.

After living with Beth, my progress in reading the Bible slowed down a lot. I only finished reading about two volumes in two or three months.

Before that, I finished reading four and a half volumes in almost the same amount of time, or perhaps even less.

But this is not important. Reading this book is just to kill time and gain some useful knowledge from it, but that is also very limited.

"You drink it first." Carl put the milk in and handed it to Beth.

"I've had a drink. Do you want to go to sleep? If not, I'll go to bed first." Beth said with a yawn.

Karl looked at the time. It was past nine o'clock. He had indeed spent a little longer writing his diary today.

Carl put the milk into his mouth, "Then go to sleep first, I'll come after I drink the milk. By the way, Beth, you should not drink milk in the future."

"Why?" Beth stood up and stretched.

"It's almost expired." Carl frowned slightly. Not only milk, but many things will gradually reach their expiration date.

The remnants of modern society will become fewer and fewer until they disappear completely.

"Damn it, then don't drink it." Beth's sleepiness dissipated a little.

"Yeah, I know, it's just soon, not now." Carl nodded slightly, quickly finished the milk, and threw the milk carton into the trash can.

"Come on, Beth, and go to bed."

"Yeah." Beth nodded and left the study first.

Carl was in the back, turned off the desk lamp, closed the door gently, and went to the bedroom to find Beth already lying on the bed.

Looking at Beth, Carl couldn't help but smile, but Carl was not in a hurry to go to bed.

I first checked whether the door was closed, and then the balcony window, which was left with only a small gap.

After doing all this, Carl went to bed, having taken off his holster while taking a shower.

After getting on the bed, Carl moved a little closer to Beth and called softly, "Beth."

"Yeah." Beth responded drowsily and seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Karl hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I'm going to go out for a nap tomorrow. Do you need me to bring something back for you?"

"Hmm?" Beth seemed to have heard something clearly. She turned her head and looked at Carl. She wanted to open her eyes, but it was a bit difficult. "Hmm..."

Finally she gave up, and as her breathing became calmer, Beth fell into a deep sleep.

Carl smiled and didn't try to wake Beth up. He just looked at Beth's face. Some scenery you can never get tired of.

Carl turned sideways, turned off the light, then hugged Beth and closed his eyes.

At the last moment before he fell asleep, Carl uttered a sentence in a very soft voice;

"I can't imagine what would happen if I lost you."

…

When I opened my eyes, my first reaction was to look at Beth beside me. She was still there, her breathing was still steady, and there was a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

Carl didn't move, nor did he dare to move too much. He just maintained the posture of holding Beth while sleeping, even though his hands were a little numb.

About half an hour had passed, and Beth still showed no sign of waking up. Carl did not call her either. He carefully removed his arm from her, then got out of bed and covered Beth with the quilt again.

Looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock and it was beginning to get light outside, so Karl went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, I came out to change clothes. Now the clothes I am wearing are a bit difficult to put on, so it is really necessary to find some new clothes.

After barely changing, I tied the holster, leaving a gun, a dagger, and a few spare magazines.

After doing all this, Beth was still not awake. Carl went to the study, tore off a piece of white paper, wrote on it, and pressed the intercom on the bedside table.

Then Carl wanted to leave directly, but for some reason he walked to the other side of the bed, where Beth was sleeping.

Looking at Beth's delicate face, Carl lowered his head for some unknown reason, but suddenly came to his senses and just gave Beth a light kiss on the forehead.

"See you tonight, Beth."

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