Chapitre 172: Chapter 175 Really
But Carl was used to it.
Carl almost forgot how long he had been here, in such a dim space.
Although it is not narrow, it is definitely not wide either.
Here, the passage of time became a little blurred, and many times Carl could hardly tell the difference between day and night.
On the second day after he came in, he was kicked by the governor, a very hard kick.
But I don't know if it's because Carl's physical condition is better, or if the medicine brought by the Governor took effect.
Carl was fine except that he had difficulty moving for three whole days. The pain eased slightly after three days, but Carl was still in severe pain no matter what he did.
By the week, maybe the eighth or ninth day, the pain was becoming more intermittent and no longer had much of an effect on Carl.
That period of time was a time when Carl had a clearer concept of time.
As for how much time passed afterwards, Carl had completely forgotten.
The notebook and pen didn't help Carl either, because when he combed Penny's hair for the third time, Carl accidentally "hurt" Penny again.
This time the governor did not kick Carl again, perhaps he did not want to kick Carl to death.
But as a punishment, the Governor broke the lamp and Carl's pen.
Carl's plan to write down the date with pen and paper was thwarted.
Later, because of Carl's good performance, the Governor gave Carl a better desk lamp and pen, and even a lot of spare clothes.
But Carl had forgotten how much time had passed.
Carl really wanted to know how much time had passed, but the Governor didn't tell him.
Since then, the Governor became very indifferent. Every time he came, apart from accompanying "Penny", all he talked to Carl was about "Penny".
The Governor simply ignored Carl's question.
But since some time ago, Carl seemed to care less about the passage of time.
Such an environment can easily drive people crazy.
Even Carl didn't know whether he was normal or not.
After all, in order to deceive the governor, he first deceived himself, which made Carl feel that there might be some problems with his mental health.
But Carl had no choice but to do so.
"Bang~"
The door was opened.
"Bang~"
Closed again.
The Governor came in with two plates of food, and as usual, he placed the plates on the table at the side, and first visited "Penny", hugged her, comforted her, and showed her warmth.
Carl walked silently to a distance beside the Governor and watched silently.
It was just like usual, and after just a few minutes, the Governor let go of "Penny", after all, he came many times a day.
The Governor looked at Carl and said calmly, "Enjoy your meal and take good care of Penny."
"Sir, you know I will take good care of Penny." Carl said somewhat dully.
The Governor nodded and asked:
"You've been doing great lately. Is there anything you need? If you don't need comics or a game console, how about canned meat? It's not expired, and I can guarantee it tastes great."
"No need, sir. The food you send me every day is already delicious."
"Yeah." The Governor nodded and prepared to turn and leave.
"Wait." Carl suddenly said.
"What?" The Governor stopped.
"Sir, I want to give Penny a bath today. You know, I need your help. Penny is a little naughty, and she doesn't like water."
Carl looked at Penny, his lips slightly raised, revealing a faint arc, appearing very gentle.
"Didn't you wash it the day before yesterday?" The Governor raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sir, Penny loves cleanliness very much. I don't want to trouble you unless it's necessary. If it's inconvenient for you, I can wash Penny myself."
Carl's eyes remained on "Penny" as he spoke.
The Governor was silent for a while, then walked out, leaving only one sentence, "I will come to help you, at night, don't be alone, it's not safe."
After going out, the governor stopped at the door, leaned against the door frame, frowned, clenched his right hand into a fist, and then punched the wall hard.
"What the hell am I doing? What the hell am I doing!..."
The Governor muttered to himself with a rather painful expression.
When you know something is false, you are deceiving yourself and telling yourself it is true.
But at this moment, someone suddenly tells you very seriously, looking you in the eyes, without dodging at all, and tells you very solemnly:
This is true! It's absolutely true! I swear on my life!
But I clearly know it is fake, I clearly know that they are deceiving myself, but now, can I still be sure?
Even if it is clearly a lie you tell to yourself, you should be able to be sure of it, after all, lies always have loopholes.
But there was someone who filled in all the loopholes in the lie and made it come true, and this person was someone he found himself.
He was the one who told this lie, but now he believed it even more, and even told it to himself;
This is true, absolutely true!
A feeling of absurdity and unreality spread in the Governor's heart.
The little bit of rationality in his heart told the Governor that he should stop. This was just a lie after all, and he couldn't let himself fall into it completely.
But at this time, the Governor's reason had been completely suppressed by his emotions, and his remaining reason seemed so powerless and pathetic.
After a long time, the Governor sorted out his emotions, mustered his rationality, returned to normal, and walked out.If it was about the disguise of the residents of Woodbury, the Governor's reason would be enough. If reason is used in such a place, emotions will not embarrass reason, but will help it instead.
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Carl finished his food. As for what meal it was, judging from the food, a sandwich with cheese and apple sauce, it should be breakfast.
It's just that Carl can't be sure.
Push the plate to the side of the table and pull the other plate in front of you.
There was only a palm-sized steak on the plate, which was fresh, but Carl had no idea what kind of meat it was or where the Governor got it from.
However, as Carl expected, the potential of fatherly love is infinite. As long as "Penny" needs it, the Governor can think of every way to get it.
The steak was lightly fried as Carl suggested, but the blood was still very obvious, probably because it only touched the pan twice.
Maybe it can be called rare.
The knife and fork were next to the plate. Carl picked up the knife and fork and began to carefully cut the steak.
In fact, for a long time before, the steaks were cut by hand, and the cutlery provided by the governor was spoons instead of knives and forks.
There was only a spoon. The Governor did not allow any sharp objects here that might hurt "Penny". Perhaps Carl's pen was broken and taken away for this reason.
And the spoon was indeed very inconvenient, until some time ago, Carl forgot how long it was.
The Governor began to let Carl use the knife and fork with confidence, and the steaks were delivered whole.
The Governor began to trust Carl, and it was not because the Governor was not vigilant.
But Carl is trustworthy.
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