The first moment Carl regained consciousness, without even opening his eyes, he felt the soft touch on his back, the familiar smell of the air, and most importantly, a special feeling.
Carl opened his eyes and saw the ceiling that seemed a little hazy under the dim light of the desk lamp.
At home indeed.
I was lying on my bed at home, and I didn't feel any discomfort due to sweat. I had changed my clothes and taken a shower.
"You're awake." Beth, who was leaning against the head of the bed next to Carl, put down the magazine.
"Well, I'm sorry for the hard work again." Carl turned over and hugged Beth.
"You still know how to apologize? How old are you and why do you want to drink?" Beth pinched Carl's cheek unhappily.
"Curious, I didn't expect alcohol to be so powerful." Carl put his head next to Beth.
There's no point in telling the truth, it would only make Beth worry.
"How come you were so drunk that you even forgot about the gun you always carry with you? But Mor brought it to you. I put the holster in it for you and put it in the drawer where you usually keep it."
"Thank you, You're so kind."
"It's good that you know. By the way, Moore also said that Joseph is here. He asked me to tell you who Joseph is."
"It's just a new member. Maybe he wants me to talk to him. There's no rush." Carl raised his left hand and wanted to check the time as usual.
But his wrist was empty, which made Karl slightly stunned.
"Just put it next to the bed. Don't wear it every time you sleep. Won't it be uncomfortable?" Beth smiled.
"Because it means something very different to me, as I told you before. But since you're around, I can wear it every day when I go out and take it off when I come back."
Carl showed a peaceful smile, leaned against Beth obediently, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Carl."
"Um."
"It's almost November."
"Yeah." Carl responded subconsciously, and suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his mouth widened a little, "You mean Christmas is coming soon."
"Yes, then little prophet, tell me, will it snow on Christmas this year?"
"..." Carl looked at Beth, speechless.
Carl knew that Beth liked snow, and judging by the current temperature, it was unlikely to snow this Christmas. Snow in Georgia was already rare, so how could it happen every year?
"If there's no snow, then there's no snow. I'm used to it anyway. I just want something new. Last year's snow really froze me." Beth pouted indifferently.
"Haha... you're not pretending at all." Carl laughed, hugged Beth tightly, and sniffed Beth's scent. "California has snow every year. We can go to California to see it."
"Carl, are you crazy? Do you know how far California is from here?" Beth thought Carl was joking, but Carl's expression didn't look like a joke.
"I didn't say this year. When there is time and it is safe enough, if you want to see it, I will take you to see it every year." Carl closed his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Karl, do you think there is any chance for this world to recover?"
"There will be."
"Why? My little prophet." Beth suddenly hugged Carl and tickled him. "Is it just like the heavy snow last year? My little prophet predicted it."
"Hahaha, yes, that's right, I predicted it." Carl also hugged Beth in resistance.
Carl was unable to resist, or rather, he did not really resist, and was pinned down by Beth due to an instability.
"I win." Beth lay on Carl proudly and looked at Carl.
"Yes, you win." Carl smiled, then raised his head and kissed Beth on the lips.
"Playing tricks, huh~"
For a long time, the two lay against each other, holding hands and looking at the ceiling.
"Carl, how long will it be?"
"What?"
"Your prophecy."
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure."
"Ten years? Twenty years? Thirty years? Fifty years?" Beth turned her head and looked at Carl, "Or a lifetime."
"No, I promise, it won't be that long." Carl grabbed Beth's hand, "And I promise, it won't be when we can't walk anymore."
"If I can't walk, I should be ahead of you." The look on Beth's face darkened.
Carl held Beth's face and comforted her:
"No, it won't. The average life expectancy of women is longer than that of men. It just happens to be the few years between us. Even if we grow old and can't walk, I should be with you until death."
"Yeah." Beth responded softly.
"Well, Beth, I can promise you that when you are still in your prime, I will take you to California and see the snow scenery in California.
I can drive you along the Avenue of the Giants, and we can enjoy the scenery along the way. Then we can hold hands in the Redwood Park, walk along the plank road sealed by ice and snow, and look at the redwoods covered in silver. Finally, I will shout "I love you" to the world under the thousands-year-old California redwood.
"Carl." Beth called out in a daze.
"Well, what's wrong?"
"It's very romantic. Even if you're just saying it, I can feel it. Romantic." Beth smiled with some longing.
"It's not just talk. I will do it. This is my promise." Carl held Beth's hand, his eyes full of determination.
"But how many years can I still be young? Ten years? Twenty years? During this time, can the world really return to the way it was before?"
Beth didn't want to spoil her fun if possible, but because she was too moved by what Carl said and seemed to have fallen into fantasy, she had many concerns.
"It doesn't have to be the whole world. Even if it doesn't change back to its original state, why can't I take you to California? As long as it's safe, it's like going out for a ride. There are zombies outside, but they can't threaten us. Let me do the math."
Karl counted his fingers seriously, "Let me put it this way, I can definitely fulfill this promise before you turn 25."
"Why? Why are you so confident?" Beth couldn't understand it, but seeing Carl's confident look, she couldn't help but believe it.
"Because I'm Carl. I'm Carl Grimes, a man destined to be extraordinary." Carl gave a roguish smile.
Only in front of Beth can Carl be so carefree, like a real child, and find true happiness and peace.
You don't need to worry too much, just follow your heart and show your true self.
"Well, Carl Grimes, who is destined to be extraordinary, I'm waiting for the day when you fulfill your promise!" Beth raised her right hand and looked at the ceiling, as if she had already seen that day.
"Yes, it won't take long." Carl smiled.
"I'm waiting."
"Of course, but we should go to bed now. It's quite late. By the way, Beth, have you written in your diary today?"
"I wrote it down so I won't forget it. Although it's short, I'm very satisfied with it."
"What's it about?"
"On October 27, Carl Grimes drank for the first time and took his first step toward becoming a man."
"Okay, that's cool, but why is drinking the first step?"
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