"How's it going with Michonne?"
"Michonne is a very nice person, and she loves you, which is great. I have both my parents, an uncle, and an aunt."
Carl smiled and followed Rick, walking close to him.
"I haven't figured out how to tell you yet." Rick smiled helplessly and put his hand on Carl's shoulder.
"I've always been very observant, so I don't have to worry about whether I can accept it. I think this is good."
"Is that so... I hope you don't mind."
"Of course, as long as you are happy, and you are by my side, and there is one more person who cares about me, why should I mind?"
After a long silence, Rick said, "Why do you think I opposed you this afternoon?"
"It doesn't matter. Maybe I just didn't think it through. Well, father, it's getting dark. I have to go find Moore for something. Why don't we stop here today?"
"Carl, let's chat for a while. I haven't talked to you in a while." Rick's attitude was not tough.
"Of course, anytime you want, Dad." Carl nodded.
Rick looked at Carl and said hesitantly, "Remember what Sean said? It's dangerous out there. If you really care about Beth, you shouldn't put her in danger."
Carl was slightly startled and wanted to say something, but chose to remain silent.
Rick held Carl's shoulders and continued, "Carl, you are a little precocious, but in the end times, this is a good thing. I know you love Beth very much, and it doesn't even require keen observation.
Although I don't know why, but since you have chosen her, you need to be responsible for her. You need to protect her, not let her be in danger, and not let her be sad. "
Rick stopped, held Carl's shoulders, looked at him, his eyes deep and a little moist, "Carl, this is a man's responsibility, do you understand?"
"I understand. Thank you, Father."
"Haha, maybe it's a little early for a kid your age to say these words, but who made you so mature? I just don't want you to be like me. Regret will not help."
Carl knew what Rick was talking about. He pursed his lips and held Rick's hand. "Father, I told you that this is not your fault. It's just the way things are."
"Yeah." Rick closed his eyes to avoid losing his composure, and patted Carl on the shoulder. "Go ahead. I need to be alone for a while."
"Father, go back early and don't let us worry."
Leaving behind a word, Carl left, as he actually had something else he needed to do with Moore and Daryl.
As for where Maul and Daryl are.
If they don't go out, they usually stay in a few places and are not difficult to find.
There was nothing in the third area, and there was nothing in the second area either. This was somewhat beyond Carl's expectations.
So Carl had to go to the room of the Moore brothers, which was also on the sixth floor of the dormitory building, with two brothers sharing one room.
Carl had been there once, and he usually never went there again. It was too fucking messy, with two grown men there, and neither of them cared about cleanliness. It was such a feeling, I can't even describe it.
But since there was something going on, Karl certainly wouldn't give up because of this and knocked on the door.
There was no movement, so Karl knocked harder, "Bang, bang, bang!"
Still no response, he knocked a few more times, and when Karl was about to give up, the door suddenly opened.
"You son of a bitch, Mor, go eat shit! Bang!"
The door was slammed shut again. The airflow from the door blew Carl's side bangs. Carl was a little confused. He blinked and looked at the door.
"Bang! Bang! Daryl, it's me, not Maul."
"Bang." The door opened a crack. Daryl held the door as if he was afraid someone would break in. He glanced behind Carl and asked, "Where's that bastard? Where is he hiding?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I came here to find you." Carl shrugged helplessly, wanting to laugh. "Daryl, how did Moore offend you?"
"For a bastard like Mor, it's easy to provoke people. Come in, what's going on?"
Daryl stepped back, opened the door, and returned to the sofa. He did not sit on the sofa, but leaned against the sofa in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table.
Karl walked in, closed the door, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he looked inside the house. Although it was still quite messy, it seemed much better than last time.
Carl sat down on the couch next to Daryl, "What's Maul doing?"
"Shoot." Daryl said lightly while smoking a cigarette.
"So you're mad that he didn't take you with him when he had sex?"
"Damn it, do you think I need a woman?"
"I think you need it." Carl looked at Daryl and said seriously, "As long as a man does not have sexual dysfunction, he will need it. You won't admit it, right?"
"Haha...you've learned the essence of More's sharp tongue." Daryl flicked the ash, not caring even if it fell on himself.
Carl frowned slightly, "Darryl, is the floor more comfortable than the sofa?"
Daryl glanced at Carl and said, "Right."
Karl smiled helplessly, "Okay, as long as you like. What I want to say is that you should clean yourself up, otherwise it will be difficult to find a girl, especially since you don't like to talk. You should learn from your brother how to navigate the love field."
"I know my limits. You wouldn't normally come here. Tell me what's the matter."
Carl was not in a hurry. He picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, and extended his hand to Daryl.
"Heh... kid, this is not a good habit." Daryl curled the corners of his mouth slightly and handed the servant to Carl.
"Of course I know. Bang!" Flame lit the cigarette and returned the lighter to Daryl. "I just light one when I feel emotional. How long will Moore be back?"
"I don't know, maybe soon, maybe I won't come back today."
Carl asked casually, "Who is he with now?"
Daryl glanced at Carl and said nothing.
Karl was slightly stunned, "Do I know him?"
Daryl nodded slightly, still saying nothing.
"Damn it, let me think about who it could be." Carl pinched his chin and began to think with interest, "Is it the old man?"
Daryl ignored Carl.
"Andrea?" Carl read out a name and looked at Daryl.
Looking at Daryl's expressionless face, Carl smiled and said, "That's good. I hope Moore is not just playing around and can settle down a little. After all, it's not easy to find a compatible partner in such an environment."
"What are you here for?" Daryl didn't seem to want to talk about More in depth.
"No rush. Since Maul isn't here, let me talk to you. Daryl, you really should get yourself together and think about getting a girlfriend."
Carl said seriously and with a smile:
"If you like someone more mature, Carol is a good choice. If you like someone younger, Amy is a good girl..."
"Carl, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you out of the window." Daryl slammed down the cigarette butt viciously.
Karl smiled indifferently, "Well, since you don't want to, let's talk business."
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