Chapter 21

The current situation is very awkward.

Daryl lay on the small bed in despair; that bastard Moore was just playing him for fools.

He had already made his decision, and he had angered Lina, so now Moore wasn't leaving.

Screw Mor!

Daryl watched Glenn swaying back and forth with a basket of peaches. Lena was there too; she had already moved out of the house. Who knew what she was thinking? Daryl irritably poked at the tent window, his eyes constantly drifting towards Lena.

She didn't eat a single bite of that deer.

That's incredibly stupid.

“I still think you’d better stay in the house a little longer. Maggie said Herschel doesn’t mind,” Glenn said, looking at Lena with a worried expression.

"Don't worry about me, you look like you're about to be driven crazy." Lina changed the subject.

Glenn glanced painfully at Lena, then at the barn, and finally picked up the basket. "Have some peaches."

Lina took one, and said, "I like crisp peaches," as she crunched away.

“There’s also jerky,” Glenn said, giving some to Lina and then putting it away. He was going to give the rest to Lori.

Good heavens, how come all the world's secrets have fallen on him?!

"Thanks, Oppa," Lina said sweetly as she took the jerky.

“You’re welcome,” Glenn said with a bitter face. “Your knife,” Glenn put down the basket and reached for the knife at his waist.

"No, keep it for now, give it to me tomorrow." Lina remembered that he and Maggie had encountered the walkers in town that afternoon.

"Remember, watch out for walkers. Don't let your guard down in a familiar place," Lina warned.

“You’re right,” Glenn looked even more miserable, his eyes constantly darting towards the barn.

Lena shook her head helplessly. She was determined to play Joker with Glenn; he was sure to lose badly.

Before long, everyone was getting ready to practice shooting. Lina hesitated for a moment, but she realized she really needed to learn how to use a gun too.

"Hey Rick, can I come too?" The two people who were discussing shooting practice with Sean while eating peaches in front of the car looked at Lena.

“Of course,” Rick glanced at Sean and nodded. “Sean is a very good coach.”

“Thanks,” Lina smiled at Sean and Rick, then she had to rummage through her backpack for the gun Rick had given her at the police station.

Rick caught up with her after she'd only taken a couple of steps. "Hey, you and Daryl..."

Lena looked at Rick with a wry smile. "Let me emphasize again, we're fine, everything's great, don't worry about it."

“…If you insist,” Rick looked at Lina helplessly.

Lina turned her head away, glancing at Daryl out of the corner of her eye; he was looking at her.

Lina's breath hitched, and she forced a smile. "I'll go get the gun."

Rick looked at Lina with a sigh, then at Daryl. Oh no.

A moment later, he saw Amy and Moore emerge from the woods one after the other. Good heavens, this was even worse.

Rick closed his eyes, rubbed his face, and refused to face reality.

*

"Where have you been?" Moore, in a good mood, walked into the tent, while Daryl looked at him unhappily.

"It's alright." Moore picked up a peach and ate it.

“You took a box of Durex condoms and you’re telling me it’s okay?” Daryl rolled his eyes at Moore.

“Hey, I told you to go find that girl, but you didn’t want her,” Moore said innocently.

“I’ve really angered her,” Daryl said, grabbing the clothes from the cushion and throwing them at Moore. The bastard acted like nothing had happened and went off to have sex with that stupid woman.

“That’s not my fault,” Moore shrugged cheekily. “Have some manly spirit, Dalia.”

“You can’t even beat her, what a load of bravado,” Daryl retorted.

Moore was momentarily speechless. "That's perfect. We'll leave after you've recovered," Moore said nonchalantly, clearly pleased with the arrangement.

"Go to hell!" Daryl was even angrier.

“They’re going to practice shooting, and it looks like your little girlfriend is going too.” Moore nodded his chin out of the tent.

Daryl watched as Lina grinned and followed the guys into the car.

They haven't spoken since that night, and she won't even look at him.

Daryl turned away in frustration and pulled the blanket over his face.

Moore glanced at Daryl, then helplessly threw the peach pit he had just finished eating at him. "Coward!"

To Rick and Sean's surprise, Lena handled the gun quite well, as if she had studied it but was just a little rusty.

Lina herself was surprised. Could it be that the original owner of this body had learned it?

Lina looked at her hands in confusion.

“Since you’ve already studied it, there’s no need to waste bullets.” Sean limped over to Lina. “Have you ever practiced shooting at moving targets?”

“I don’t know,” Lina said absentmindedly.

“Hey,” Sean looked at Lina speechlessly, “we don’t have that many bullets to waste, do we or we don’t?”

“I told you I don’t know,” Lina said, looking at Sean with displeasure. “I don’t remember.”

"What's wrong?" Rick noticed the tense atmosphere between the two and stepped in to smooth things over.

“No, take her to try out the moving target,” Sean said with a smirk.

“Okay, I’m keeping an eye on things,” Rick said, glancing at Lina before turning to Sean and lowering his voice, “You know she’s been in a bad mood lately, so be forgiving, please.”

Sean rolled his eyes. "I'm not a zombie, do you think I'd eat her?" Sean touched his bald head and glanced at the dazed Lina.

"It's up to you now." Rick patted Sean on the shoulder.

After getting in the car, Sean took Lena to the moving target location they had set up earlier. The two of them were silent. Sean didn't like Lena, and Lena didn't like Sean either. This was the first time the two of them were alone, and neither of them wanted to pretend that nothing was wrong and maintain a facade.

“Alright, try this,” Sean said, releasing the piece of wood.

Lina's first shot missed, but the next few shots hit the target steadily.

"Are you kidding us? Do you think we have a lot of bullets? Just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean everyone has to play princess games with you." Sean put his hands on his hips and looked at Lina with displeasure.

"I told you, I don't remember." Lina put the gun away. Since she knew how, there was no need for her to learn from this guy.

Sean sneered. There were only the two of them around, and he didn't bother to hide his feelings. "I don't care what Dixon told you, or even what they told you. Listen, girl, if you dare look at me with that ridiculous look again," he walked up to Lina, "I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

Lina gave Sean a defiant look. "What kind of look is that?"

Sean was enraged. "You know what? There's no one here. I could kill you easily. Don't mess with me."

"Just like you wanted to do to Otis?" Lina smiled indifferently.

“I saved Carl, it was me, and even your life is partly my responsibility,” Sean said, barely containing his anger. “Otis is still on the farm, and I’ve had enough of that death sentence look you’ve given me.”

"You know what? Why don't you run away with the Dixon brothers? The three of you would definitely be doing well, wouldn't you?" Sean's eyes were filled with disdain, and the way he looked Lena up and down made it hard for her not to understand what he was thinking.

"Get lost!" Lina slapped Sean across the face. "Do you think everyone's like you? Your eyes are practically glued to women. Don't forget, Lori is Rick's wife, you pervert."

“I saved her, we’re fine, if, if it weren’t for you taking Rick…” Sean trailed off, unsure what to say next. Should he admit he wanted Rick to die in the hospital? Or in Atlanta?

"Don't be ridiculous. You don't love Lori at all, and you don't love anyone in the camp. You just need to hold onto something. If you really loved her, would you put her in this awkward position? Do you think Rick is stupid? Do you think he doesn't know? His best buddy and his wife are having an affair, how interesting." Lina sneered. If he really loved Lori, would he get her pregnant? In this shitty world, pregnant?

However, after Rick returned, all the emotions were amplified. Sean knew, of course, that everyone seemed to be gradually leaning towards Rick, and it was only a matter of time. He didn't want that.

Just like he said, he has been protecting this group of people for so long.

"You know nothing!" Sean roared, but his heart was also wavering; he knew it.

“If I were you, I would leave here. Aren’t you getting ready too? Rick didn’t stop you. Your new car is pretty good, isn’t it?” Lina wanted Sean to leave quickly. Although she didn’t like Sean, that didn’t mean she wanted him to die on the farm. That would be pointless.

He's suited to this world. He'll live well, meet a group of like-minded people, thrive, and maybe even become a minor leader.

"..." Sean did not refute; he was going to leave.

"Is it that obvious?" Sean couldn't help but ask.

“You’re not the only smart person in the world,” Lina rolled her eyes. “Listen, I know it’s no use saying anything. You don’t care about me, so of course my words won’t have any effect on you.” Lina sighed. “I don’t want to accuse you of anything you’ve done. It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s just that you shouldn’t continue like this. I don’t want to see you die here, so go. Go tonight, or now.”

"Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?" Sean was speechless; she seemed eager to get rid of this troublesome man.

What else can we do? Wait until you find out about the barn? Wait until you find out Lowry is pregnant? Good heavens, if that happens, it's a dead end.

Lina had a headache.

Sean was unconvinced. "I'll consider it, maybe in a couple of days," Sean sighed.

"I'm a little surprised you're willing to tell me all this. I thought you wished I were dead. That guy Moore must have told you how much of a scumbag I am," Sean said helplessly, rubbing his hair.

"..." Moore didn't tell her any of this, but Lina didn't want to explain, so she let Moore take the blame for her. "We have no grudge against each other. People are resources these days. Why would we send you to your death if we can see you alive?" Lina said casually.

"People are a resource?" Sean looked at Lina with a strange expression.

Lina paused for a moment. "No, it was just an example," she said, clearly out of her mind. "I mean, we're all the same kind of people, so it's best not to kill each other, isn't it?"

Sean pursed his lips and said nothing more.

“Let’s go back,” Lina said. Sean nodded, and the two drove for a while before they saw Andrea walking towards them. She was also there to practice on the moving target.

"Looks like I'll have to walk back myself." Lina pushed open the car door.

“Hey!” Sean called out to Lina. “Anyway, sorry, thanks.”

Lina smiled. "Me too."

Andrea, who had just walked over, looked at the two of them with some surprise. What had they said? However, the atmosphere seemed much better than before. Andrea shrugged, opened the car door, and got in.

Lena strolled slowly toward the shooting range, hoping Sean would leave tonight, though it seemed unlikely.