LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 658 - 414: For The Sake of Reproduction, Without Losing Face (5500 words, additional update)_2
Chapter 658: Chapter 414: For The Sake of Reproduction, Without Losing Face (5500 words, additional update)_2
Is she pondering something?
Harrison Clark cautiously asked, “Carrie Thomas, what’s wrong with you?”
Carrie Thomas reached out her hand, her fingertips gently brushing his face, “Most of the time these days, I’ve actually been pondering one thing.”
“What?”
Carrie Thomas: “Love. You want me to write a love song, so I want to understand what true love is like. If I want to write a love song that transcends time, then I must comprehend a love that transcends time. I think I vaguely understand now. In fact, I’ve had this kind of love since the beginning, but I just wasn’t good enough, not outstanding enough, and didn’t see my own heart clearly enough, so I didn’t write anything. Now I want to do better.”
Hearing this, Harrison Clark looked at Carrie Thomas’s delicate and fair face, her long hair coiled around her ears, her nose high and straight, her red lips like cherries, her eyes filled with autumn waves, and her cheeks radiant.
His heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably, thumping wildly.
Harrison Clark swallowed and stepped back a little, “Hmm.”
A thousand words, but in the end, they could only gather into a single “Hmm.”
His mind was once again in chaos.
What should I do now?
I… I can’t hold on any longer!
But I haven’t figured it out yet!
“What about…her hair?”
Harrison Clark gritted his teeth and changed the subject.
God knows how many brain cells he, as a great Galactic Human, burned to shift the topic.
Carrie Thomas came here today, indeed making some kind of decision, but she didn’t force him and temporarily withdrew her troops.
If Harrison Clark really let himself be provoked and pounced on her with fangs and claws, she would find it strange.
Carrie Thomas knew that this was who he was, but she also liked him just the way he was.
Carrie Thomas raised the plastic sealed bag in her hand, “It’s here, I’ll put it in the compartment of your luggage. Remember to keep it safe.”
After saying that, Carrie Thomas turned around and walked to the door, squatting down to open Harrison Clark’s suitcase.
Harrison Clark watched her squatting there, busying herself, his heart still racing. In his mind, he was thinking that he didn’t know what kind of wind she had caught recently, but tonight’s situation was not good, so he should find a strong reason to send her back to Mason Academy as soon as possible.
Just as Carrie Thomas opened the suitcase compartment, she suddenly noticed something underneath.
She pulled something out of the suitcase and asked, “Huh? What’s this?”
Harrison Clark: “Uh… woolen pants. Woolen knit pants.”
“Ah? Isn’t it summer? Why do you have so many woolen pants in your suitcase? Wow… such outdated woolen pants. What era is this?”
Finally having her attention diverted, Harrison Clark’s face turned a little red, “These… These are the woolen pants my grandma knitted for me before she passed away. I only found them a few days ago.”
“Ah!” Carrie Thomas exclaimed and quickly covered her mouth.
She knew about Harrison Clark’s family situation, so she immediately became nervous and hurriedly waved her hands in embarrassment, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I didn’t mean it. They’re not outdated at all. I’m really sorry! I… I didn’t mean it like that.”
She was so nervous that her words were almost incoherent.
Harrison Clark looked at her frightened expression, which was quite different from the descriptions of her brilliance and fame in the historical records.
However, the two images of her somehow subtly and fittingly blended into one person, and Mr. Clark found it particularly amusing.
Despite his own historical achievements, the same things felt quite different to him when it came to Carrie Thomas. There was an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
He quickly brushed off his previous misgivings, “No, it’s fine. Even if my grandma were aware, she probably wouldn’t mind your unintentional mistake. After all, you’re… different.”
Carrie Thomas finally felt a little relieved.
She understood Harrison Clark’s implication.
His grandmother certainly wouldn’t mind her unintentionally misspoken words as a future granddaughter-in-law.
Maybe he was concerned about the engagement Avril Green had confirmed a few days ago and was worried that she would be unhappy.
Carrie Thomas felt happy but also a little helpless.
Because she subconsciously thought that Harrison Clark, as an upstanding man, should have higher aspirations and shouldn’t care about these things at all.
However, she didn’t intend to openly discuss it with Harrison Clark, nor would she say anything like how she was willing to give him everything without any scruples.
Carrie Thomas thought that even if she said this, Harrison Clark wouldn’t believe it.
Considering Harrison Clark’s personality, he would probably imagine a whole bunch of inner thoughts for himself, such as sacrificing personal matters for the greater good of humanity.
Then… he would probably feel guilty again.
“Can we talk about these woolen pants?”
Carrie Thomas shifted the topic again.
This was just what Harrison Clark wanted.
So he took out the sixteen pairs of woolen pants, neatly arranging them on the bed again.
The two of them sat on the edge of the bed.
“This is the first pair, which I probably wore when I was two or three years old. There are sixteen pairs in total, enough for me to wear until I was eighteen…”
About twenty minutes passed, and he explained in detail the stories behind Harry and his grandfather Moor Clark’s relationship and so on.
Carrie Thomas sat a little high on the chair, her slender legs swinging in her capri pants.
Harrison Clark only glanced a few times more, fearing his soul would be hooked away and quickly turned his face away.
Carrie Thomas sighed, “So that’s how it was. Sigh. The old man must have been very sad when he died, right?”
Harrison Clark looked up at the sky, “Yes, it was inevitable.”
“Fortunately, you at least had a chance to meet your grandfather. You have Avril Green to thank for that.”
“Yes. But I still have regrets.”
“What regrets?”
Harrison Clark shook his head, not wanting to say.
“Wait, you just mentioned when you were at Harry’s house participating in a family dinner, you saw other families happily together, four generations in one room, sharing family affection. There was a hint of envy in your tone.”