Chapitre 109: Chapter 112: Stunning Beauty
"Boom, boom…"
Carl knocked lightly, but there was no response.
I increased the force a bit, but it still remained the same.
After some hesitation, but after thinking it over again and again, Carl reached for the door handle.
Just twist it gently.
The door opened.
Karl was stunned. It was actually opened. Wasn't the door locked?
After hesitating for a moment, Carl walked in and closed the door.
Beth was on the bed, apparently asleep, with the quilt covering her very high, leaving only her eyes and forehead exposed.
Carl walked over, put the gift box on the bedside, and then looked at Beth's closed eyes.
In fact, Carl rarely has the opportunity to look Beth directly at him, although now Carl can feel that the relationship between him and Beth is very subtle.
But it is precisely because of the subtlety that Carl is more cautious.
Beth was very quiet while she was sleeping. She didn't make any small movements and her expression was very peaceful.
Of course, it's more likely because it's too cold.
Karl just watched like this, feeling very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
There is no need to wake Beth up. If possible, let her sleep a little longer.
It wasn't until a gust of cold wind brought Carl back to his senses that he looked up and saw a small gap in the window. Perhaps Beth had left it there on purpose.
Carl went to close the window, then put a chair next to the bed, sat down and looked at Beth.
Atlanta's first white Christmas in 128 years, what a striking headline.
If you remove the "128 years", it would seem a bit sparse and ordinary.
Although the memory is a little fuzzy, it will always become clear when needed. There is no need to recall it deliberately. It will appear when it is needed, just like a flash of inspiration.
The slightly curled eyelashes trembled.
Carl felt a little guilty and quickly shifted his gaze, observing her out of the corner of his eye.
Beth didn't wake up, Carl breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to Beth's face.
Another shudder, this time Carl didn't move his eyes, but in doing so, Beth's eyes opened.
Carl still didn't look away.
He rolled his eyes blankly, yawned, stretched his hand out from the quilt, rubbed his eyes, and then closed them again. He covered the quilt tighter, turned slightly to the side, and continued to sleep while hugging the quilt.
Karl was stunned for a moment, then he curled the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.
After a few minutes, Beth seemed to realize what she had just seen. She opened her eyes, turned around, and then saw Carl with a faint smile on his face.
Beth was stunned, her brain froze for a moment, and she didn't know how to react.
Karl was also stunned for a moment. He actually woke up, but it seemed that he should wake up now. It was already past ten o'clock.
"Beth, you finally woke up." Carl did not feel guilty, but was very open and confident.
Carl's voice seemed to bring Beth's brain back to normal from its shutdown state.
"Damn, why didn't you call me? How long have you been waiting?" Beth asked Carl.
Karl said, "Not long. I just saw that you were sleeping peacefully, so I thought I shouldn't disturb you. You are awake now, right? If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while."
"I don't want to sleep anymore." Beth lifted the quilt and seemed to want to get up.
But the next second she covered herself with the quilt again and said tremblingly, "It's so cold."
Karl nodded and said, "The temperature today should be below minus ten degrees Celsius. It will be very cold indeed. You should stay in bed for a while longer."
"Ten degrees below zero? Is there snow outside?" Beth poked her head out excitedly.
Karl smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's snowing, today is a blessed Christmas."
"Oh my God, Carl, what you said is actually true." Beth directly threw back the quilt, got out of bed and walked to the window.
Looking at the scene outside the window, Beth couldn't help but said excitedly, "Karl, come and see."
Hearing this, Carl walked to Beth's side. Although he had seen it for a long time, it didn't affect anything.
"Carl, there's so much snow! I want to build a snowman."
"good."
"And have a snowball fight."
"OK."
"I'm going to hit you hard with a big snowball."
"Then I'll fight back."
"No, Carl, you are no match for me."
"really."
"Carl, look at those oak trees in the distance, especially those on both sides of the road. Don't they look like a scene from a fairy tale? They are so beautiful."
Beth pointed to the oak tree in the distance and asked excitedly, but she didn't hear Carl's response immediately. Beth didn't think much about it and just called out,
"Karl?"
After a few seconds, there was still no response. Beth turned around in confusion, only to see Carl staring at her blankly.
Eye to eye,
Beth fell into that strange feeling again, like a computer crash.
Karl regained his consciousness at this moment, perhaps because he was even more drunk. His eyes did not move, but he blurted out,
"Beautiful, very beautiful, but not as beautiful as you."
As soon as he said it, Carl regretted it. He regretted it so much. Why the hell did his head suddenly get so hot?
"Carl! What are you talking about?" Beth's face turned a little red.
"Nothing, I said the snow is beautiful, yes, it is beautiful." Carl shook his head, trying to clear his mind.
Beth pouted slightly, as if a little dissatisfied, but the excitement was gone, and Beth suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help hugging her arms.
Although Beth was wearing pajamas, she had just come out of bed and felt very cold due to the large temperature difference. However, she was so excited that she forgot about the cold.
"Beth, go back to bed first," Carl said.
Beth nodded, jumped directly onto the bed and got under the covers, while Carl returned to his previous position and sat down.
Beth went back to bed and covered herself tightly. She felt much better immediately, with only her head sticking out. Suddenly, Beth looked at Carl and finally thought of a question. She asked quickly,
"Karl, are you cold?"
Karl was stunned. Was it cold? It seemed a little bit, but not that cold, so Karl shook his head and said, "Not bad."
Beth frowned slightly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Carl's hand. Beth's arm trembled subconsciously, it was so cold.
Carl felt warmth, endless warmth.
"Carl, you lied to me!" Beth pouted in dissatisfaction.
"I...my hands are just a little cold." Carl explained in a panic.
Then Beth touched Carl's face with her other hand, which was still cold. "Damn it, Carl, if you lie to me again, I will ignore you."
Carl felt the warmth of Beth's palm and was stunned, not knowing what to say.
"Carl, you'll catch a cold if you do this. Why don't you get into bed?" Beth felt the temperature of her hands dropping rapidly.
"Ah?" Carl suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
"Ah, what? Come here." Beth raised her head slightly and said in a commanding tone.
"Is this... okay?" Carl hesitated.
"Damn it, you're just a little brat, what are you thinking about? I just don't want you to catch a cold, hurry up, or get back!"
Beth was particularly tough at this time.
Carl thought about it and thought, yes, he was just a child and he wasn't doing anything, and it was indeed cold outside.
So Carl took off his shoes.
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