The Walking Dead

"Except for the things that were handed over to Griffiths, all the things brought back from the town were put into the trunk." Sean glanced at the other three people sitting around eating together, and continued, "Today he has Tell me and Yarman, we will leave here tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, and head east."

Darryl frowned, and said worriedly: "In this case, we will be farther and farther away from Rick and the others."

"Well, I know you have your reasons for insisting on going back. I can prepare some weapons for you, but don't reserve my share." Sean lowered his head and chewed the food that suddenly became unpalatable in his mouth.

"Sean..." Darryl tried to convince him.

"Stop talking, I finally made up my mind to get out of there and start over, don't let me find myself back to the original point like a fool, okay?" Sean hurriedly put away the plate and stood up, "I'm done eating , do as you please."

Darryl looked away helplessly, and looked at Tasia beside her. She was scratching the plate of dinner thoughtfully: "Tasia, are you okay?"

Awakened by his question, Tasia looked up and saw Darryl's worried eyes, nodded indiscriminately, thought for a while and said: "I think, when I get to the new camp, I will start to go on missions with you .”

"But, your injury..." Darryl didn't understand why she was in such a hurry, obviously they had already agreed to go out together after her injury recovered.

"I'm fine, that little injury is nothing, trust me." Tasia looked into his eyes firmly, opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, she still has a lot to do, not so much Time is wasted.

What's more, she couldn't wait any longer.

Darryl and Moore looked at each other and sighed secretly. One or both of them are people with ideas. Maybe the four of them will need a long time to get in touch before they can truly understand the meaning of companions.

It was also dinner time, and it was also the same crowd sitting together, but this time, it was Heber who faced the entire team alone.

"Hebe, we all understand how you feel, but everyone is too tired. What we need most now is to find a safe place to spend the winter." Heshel said carefully, considering his own tone.

Heber raised his eyebrows. This scene seemed familiar. Not long ago, it was Dell who was resisted in this position, but now it was him.

But he is not afraid at all, because no matter whether he can persuade this group of people or not, he will not change his mind. Heber folded his arms and glanced around with a half-smile: "A safe place? Do you know what a safe place is?" Well, it’s not the dilapidated wooden houses on the roadside, not the abandoned warehouses in the town, but tall barbed wire fences, checkpoints for warning, finger-thick iron fences, windows and gates, infirmaries, food stores, and large tracts of land. land available for us to grow.

If you stop now because of a little setback, then I will congratulate you, there is only a dead end waiting for you. "

Lori pursed her lips and looked at her husband, but Rick remained silent and did not speak. If there were not so many people who needed his attention, he would agree with Heber.In fact, his heart is also swaying, the pie Heber painted is too tempting.

If they can really find such a place, then this winter will be much easier, and their wives can expect to give birth in peace, and maybe they can find some grain seeds after the spring.Under this apocalyptic world, that prison that doesn't know where it is is simply like a paradise.

"However, it's been so long, we can't find the place you mentioned at all, well, I'm actually not sure that we can persist until the next Woodbury," Glenn said nervously, breaking the silence , "Even if we do get there, if we spend half a month and get nothing, then what shall we do?"

"If we can't find that prison near the next Woodbury, it's still too late for us to decide whether to settle there." Heber firmly promised.

Old Dale took off his hat and cleared his throat: "I agree with Heber's idea. If that place is really that good, it's worth our risk."

Another reason why he didn't say it was that he was old enough to die at any time without any regrets. In his old heart, no life should be ignored.If Tasia would really go to that place to find them, and if his speech could really help Heber and his daughter, he would be happy to stand up and express his position now.

Carol looked at the crowd with complicated expressions, and said nothing. During the entire escape, she was not welcomed by Heber. Since she was just a background board in his eyes, there was no need for her to insist on joining ask for contempt.

Rick finally took a deep breath, walked to the center and looked around the silent crowd: "I have decided to lead everyone to go with Heber. If there is anyone who opposes it, it is too late to raise it now."

Lori opened her mouth, but she still didn't speak in the end. No matter whether she agreed with Rick's decision or not, she would still stand behind him in front of outsiders.

But that didn't stop her from privately protesting to her husband that if he really wanted democracy, he shouldn't have said his decision in advance.This kind of statement that cut first and play later obviously kidnapped everyone's will and completely lost the meaning of voting at the meeting.

As expected, no one objected, but it is not known whether anyone would secretly slander.

It was late at night, and Heber, who was missing her daughter, did not fall asleep. Tasia, who was far away, also tossed and turned and could not sleep. The scene during the day kept replaying in her mind.

She sat up abruptly, put on her clothes and came to Daryl's tent, calling him in a low voice: "Darryl, Moore, are you asleep?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a rustling scuffling sound from inside, and then the curtain was pulled open, and Moore's messy head came out of it, with a bunch of hair on the top of his head curled up like a cockscomb: "Hey, chick, he's asleep and needs me."

Tasia waved her hands in disappointment: "Oh, forget it, go to sleep."

Turning around and about to leave, Darryl stepped on Moore's back in a neat dress: "Wait, Tasia, Moore is joking with you."

Glancing at Moore who was screaming on the ground, Tasia twitched the corners of her mouth, took Darryl's hand and walked towards her tent: "I want you to accompany me tonight."

He obediently followed her footsteps, accidentally not making fun of her.

"I just want to stay with you like this, can you not ask me why for a while?" Tasia lay on Darryl's chest sullenly, she could say it at any time, but except for tonight, she didn't want to be That kind of negative emotional manipulation, doing some uncool things.

"Okay." Darryl lay quietly on her cushion, smiled lightly, pulled the blanket aside to cover the two of them, and then raised his hand to gently stroke her hanging hair. How could she hide her absent-mindedness? He is quick-witted.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it now, and he won't force it, at least when Tasia is sad, the first thing she thinks of is to come to him, and that's enough.

Regarding Tasia's silence in the afternoon, Darryl had already given up hope, and her independence also made him a little at a loss, but Darryl was very happy at the moment, not just because his presence could calm her anxiety , and also because she didn't exclude him when encountering difficulties.

Darryl thought, if that's what she wanted, maybe he should learn to accept Tasia's new identity, not just as a lover who needs to be protected, but also as a real companion who can fight side by side .

The two of them, who were cuddling each other and gradually falling asleep, seemed to have forgotten what kind of chain reaction would be caused if Sean or others found them sleeping together the next day.