The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

in the dark.

There was only one red dot of light.

Flickering.

Until it was over, it was thrown to the ground and crushed to pieces by a powerful big foot.

then,

"Pah~"

The flame met the cigarette without any hesitation.

The flame went out, but the cigarette butt had been lit.

"call."

A mouthful of gas rich in nicotine flows through the mouth into the throat, and finally to its destination, the lungs.

The strong nicotine gives you a somewhat high feeling, but this is exactly the feeling you need.

"Bang!" The glass sliding door of the balcony was pushed open heavily.

"Sean, are you going to eat cigarettes as a meal?"

"Luo...Lori?" Sean was stunned, then he threw the cigarette away and stepped on it, "Lori, why are you still awake?"

"Then why aren't you sleeping yet?" Lori asked back with a gloomy face.

"I..." Sean lowered his head, then raised it again, stood up, and said seriously, "Lori, you need to rest. You are already due, and you must take care of yourself."

"I know, but you need to rest, too. Also, don't smoke so much. It'll wear you down."

"Yeah, I know, Lori, go get some rest, I'll be right there."

"I don't blame you. It's not your fault." Lori left a word and turned back to the room.

Sean looked up helplessly and smiled bitterly. Strange?

Is there anyone to blame for this?

…

"Huh~"

"Um..."

in the dark.

It was very dark. Because the curtains were drawn, not even the moonlight could get in, and I couldn't see a thing.

There were only two slightly rapid breathing sounds.

After a long time, the breathing gradually became smoother.

"Glenn, why are you always absent-minded?" Maggie said a little dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I suddenly thought of Carl. Do you still remember Carl?" Glenn hugged Maggie, covered her with the quilt, and turned on the bedside lamp.

After this sentence, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

"How could I forget, but..." Maggie rolled her eyes at Glenn.

Glenn smiled helplessly, "I know I'm ruining the mood right now, but a few months ago, it was probably a night like this that Carl and Sean brought back the surgical equipment that could save my life."

"Glenn, I know you feel you owe Carl, but... there's nothing we can do about it. Things have come to this point, and there's nothing we can do." Maggie sighed softly.

"Maggie, you know what? I always have a feeling that Carl won't die so easily. He must still be alive. I believe it!"

…

As usual, he walked towards the study with two boxes of hot milk.

When I opened the door, the study was pitch black.

I turned on the light and found no one behind the desk.

His steps became a little stiff, but he still walked towards the desk.

I put the milk next to the desk and looked at the empty seat.

As usual, I watched for a long time.

I sat down and opened the notebook that was still placed in the middle of the desk as usual.

Start from the first page and slowly look through the records of each day.

Starting from September 23rd.

The room was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of paper rubbing against each other as a notebook was turned over.

"call..."

A cold wind rushed into the room through the window that was not closed tightly, blowing the curtains.

Beth felt a chill and looked up at the study window.

I was slightly startled. It turned out that...

It turns out that it was Carl who kept all the windows closed.

He looked out the window in silence for a long time, pressed the open notebook with a pen, and walked to the window.

Looking out the window,

The clouds are very thick tonight, and it is hard to see the bright moon or the stars.

It looks like it might rain.

I closed the window, drew the curtains, and returned to my seat, then I remembered that the bedroom window seemed to be open too.

That's right, if I don't turn it off now, who else can?

He opened the door of the study, closed the bedroom window, and then returned to the study.

Return to seat and continue reading diary.

About an hour later, it was March 11th.

Beth was slightly startled. It turned out that there weren't that many. They always passed by so inadvertently every time.

Look at the last sentence.

"It's a nice day."

Beth looked at it for a long time, then shook her head, smiled, and tears finally rolled down from her eyes.

But soon Beth wiped away her tears and continued to flip through her notebook.

After the page of March 11, there is a piece of paper sandwiched between the pages, and the size of the paper just fits the notebook.

There was even a page torn off right after the page with the date March 11, which matched that page perfectly.

This piece of paper belongs right here.

Beth continued to look at the paper Carl left behind.

till the end;

"If possible, the first thing I want to see when I come back is your smile.

—Karl.

He paused for a long time on the last sentence, rubbed his eyes and continued flipping through the pages.

It's not over yet.

It ends on March 11th, and the day after this paper is March 12th.

After that, every day, without omission.

Except for the first few days which were made up one day after Beth, every day after that was recorded by Beth on the same day.

Beth's handwriting is very different from Carl's. Although she tries to imitate Carl's recording method, there are still some differences. Beth records more about what she wants to say rather than what happened.

It's just that most of them are very brief.

That's because whenever Beth picks up this notebook, it's always really hard for her to get in the mood to actually write much.Now, Beth picked up the pen and wrote the date first.

April 4th Cloudy

Then, she pondered for a long time, perhaps Beth wanted to adjust her mood, and then she started writing.

Carl, you know, I don't have a good patience. I don't even know why I can persist in writing in a diary for so many days.

I once laughed at you, asking why you were so bored and still kept a diary, but now I don't feel bored anymore.

But I don't know how much longer I can keep writing, I haven't developed any habits.

I haven't even developed the habit of closing the windows, let alone writing a diary which I have always found boring.

But I can't help writing.

Carl, I have sorted and packed up the clothes that Moore brought back for you. If you don't come back, I'm afraid there will be a lot of them that you won't be able to wear anymore.

That's a pity, okay.

Also, Bucephalus hasn't seen you for a long time, and he was a little unhappy. It took me a lot of effort before he allowed me to lead his hand.

I'm a little jealous of it.

By the way, there is a very annoying guy in the prison, his name is also Zack, but he is very annoying and always likes to chat with me. I hate him very much.

He asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I said I did, and well, I meant it!

I did say that and he asked me who I was and I said, Carl, I said your name, I don't know how I said it, but I just said it.

Then he went to ask around and he thought I was lying to him, but I told him solemnly that my boyfriend's name was Carl.

He couldn't believe it.

But it doesn't matter. I don't know why you like me so much, just like the love in three lifetimes in the movie.

But I understand now, Carl, I like you too, yeah, really, damn it!

If you were in front of me, it would not be so easy for me to say it, but if you were in front of me now, I would definitely be willing to say it.

As long as you show up, really, I'll tell you.

Carl, I miss you so much, you know?

Where are you?

How long will it take you to come back?

I miss you so much, but...

I'm also scared…

…

He put down his pen but didn't rush to close his notebook.

Beth stood up and threw the two cartons of milk she had just placed next to the desk into the trash can.

It has expired.

But habits are not so easy to change.

Well, no new habits were formed, but Beth didn't want to change her old habits.

But that's not for Beth to decide.

Many things will change, such as the people in the seats, such as expired milk...

"Carl, I don't know how long I can miss you."

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