"Glenn, do you think I should take Carl back to his room or mine."
Rick carried Carl up the stairs, and Glenn followed beside him.
"Send him back to his room. Beth will take care of him. Besides, it's getting dark. Beth will be worried if Carl doesn't go back."
"Glenn, what do you know about Carl?"
"Well, I can't say I know too much about it."
"Do you know how he and Beth got together in the first place? To be honest, I'm curious."
"Carl's age. From what I know about your culture, it doesn't seem too unusual for Carl to have a girlfriend at his age."
"Of course I know that, but if he is with a woman who is much older than him and they seem to be really in love and not just playing house with children, then it is very rare."
"Rick, Carl doesn't like it when people say Beth is older than him, especially when you say that."
"I guessed it, that's why I'm asking now." Carl smiled and glanced at Carl in his arms, who was still sleeping peacefully.
"I'm not particularly clear about it, but it seems that Carl was the one who took the initiative to pursue Beth. It seems that he was determined not long after meeting Beth. No, it was not long after. When he first met Beth, Carl seemed to be a little different."
"Is that so? It's hard to imagine how kind Hershel is. If it were me, how could I agree to it?"
"Karl's explanation is destiny. Okay, stop talking. Here we are."
"Yeah." Rick nodded and stood outside the door. Glenn went forward to help knock on the door.
Before the door opened, Beth's voice came out, "Hey, you finally..."
The door opened, and Beth was slightly stunned when she saw Carl in Rick's arms. She stopped talking abruptly and was a little bit unbelievable.
Rick quickly explained, "Carl is fine, he just drank a little and fell asleep."
"Oh my God, why did you let him drink?" Beth also noticed that there was nothing abnormal with Carl and he was indeed sleeping.
"Uh, this... is hard to explain. Let me carry Carl to the bed first." Rick really didn't know how to explain.
Beth turned sideways and made way. "Put Carl on the sofa first. He has mysophobia and can't get on the bed without taking a shower."
"But... okay." Rick was a little confused. How come he didn't know that his son had mysophobia?
"Is there anything we can help you with?" Glenn asked.
"No need, Mr. Grimes, Glenn, I won't see you off."
"Okay, let's go, let's go." Glenn nodded with a smile, pulled Rick out the door and closed it.
After going out, Rick looked at the locked door, frowned slightly, and whispered, "Why is Beth so anxious to get us out."
"Beth is just trying to appease Carl. Haven't you lived here for so long? Don't you notice?" Glenn waved his hand, motioning Rick to go first and not talk at the door.
"What did you find?" Rick followed Glenn.
"Karl has some quirks. Of course, I'm not saying anything bad about Karl. To be honest, I like Karl very much and I'm very grateful to him. He saved me twice, and I owe him two lives."
"What quirk are you talking about?" Rick frowned slightly.
"It's just some quirks, like mysophobia, and he doesn't like people going into his and Beth's room. Even if they do go, they can only go to the living room.
I remember Maggie said that once she went into the bedroom and played with Beth on the bed for a while. When Carl found out, he didn't say anything but just changed the sheets and quilts silently. This is what Beth told Maggie later, and then Maggie told me. "
"This should really be mysophobia, right?" Rick was a little unsure.
"It's probably partly due to mysophobia." Glenn smiled helplessly. "Karl's mysophobia is quite special. He doesn't usually show any fear of dirt, but it seems that in that house, it seems a little exaggerated."
"Anything else? These are not really quirks. You even said you like Carl, but why do I feel like you are making up stories about Carl?" Rick patted Glenn's shoulder and made a joke.
"There are some others, for example, Carl is very hardworking, persistent, and hardworking. He seems to be very smart in learning anything, and he is also very kind and polite to others."
"These all seem to have advantages." Rick smiled. It was always easy to feel proud when he heard others praising his children.
Carl frowned and shook his head. The reason he used the word quirk was that Glenn felt that something was strange, but he couldn't seem to put his finger on what it was.
"By the way, Carl doesn't seem to have the innocence of a normal child. Remember Noah? He always complained to me that Carl didn't play with him but only with those girls."
"Girl?" Rick was slightly stunned.
"Yes, Carl seems to be very popular with girls, Sophia, Liz, but it's not surprising considering Carl's mouth is full of sweet words."
"I don't want him to become a prodigal son." Rick frowned slightly.
Glenn's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of something, "Also, Carl doesn't like any man getting too close to Beth, maybe it's because he's very possessive.
Except for us old friends, who can talk to Beth for a few words, Carl will be jealous if anyone else talks to Beth even from a distance.
And during the time when Carl was away, many newcomers tried to chat with Beth, but they were all beaten up. No..."
Glenn suddenly stopped talking here. He thought of something. Those who had been beaten seemed to have died due to various accidents.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that recently, no, not recently, since Carl came back, except for that infectious disease, other people who died accidentally seemed to be almost all those people.
"Glenn, no what? Glenn..." Rick looked at Glenn, who suddenly became dazed, and was a little confused, and patted Glenn a few times.
Glenn came back to his senses and quickly shook his head, "Uh, nothing, nothing."
Rick didn't think much about it and nodded, "Glenn, what you said is not a quirk. One is mysophobia and the other is possessiveness. Both are normal."
"It's more than that, but it's hard to explain. I don't know what to say, Rick. I have something to do. I have to go now."
Glenn waved and hurried down the stairs, shaking Rick off.
Rick looked at Glenn's back with some confusion, always feeling that something was wrong.
Glenn's face looked even uglier at this time. He walked down the stairs quickly without noticing which floor he was on. He then walked quickly through the corridor and came to a balcony in the stairwell. He leaned on the balcony and took a few deep breaths.
The seemingly casual conversation with Rick just now made Glenn inadvertently think of many things, many of which have traces.
But before that, whether it was because he subconsciously didn't want to associate it with that aspect, or because of his gratitude to Carl, Glenn overlooked a lot of things.
But now, when all the clues appeared in Glenn's mind because of an opportunity, Glenn could no longer ignore them even if he wanted to.
Many things seem to be explainable.
"Karl, how could you be such a person..."
Glenn murmured to himself with a somewhat painful expression. Even now, he was still reluctant to believe it.
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