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Chapter 659: 414: For The Sake of Reproduction, Without Losing Face (5500 words, additional update)_3
Chapter 659: 414: For The Sake of Reproduction, Without Losing Face (5500 words, additional update)_3
Chapter 659: Chapter 414: For The Sake of Reproduction, Without Losing Face (5500 words, additional update)_3
Harrison Clark: “…”
Miscalculation.
He forgot that Carrie Thomas was also a weirdo.
While telling the story earlier, he inadvertently revealed too much emotion, which she saw through.
“Isn’t that right? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?”
Carrie Thomas pushed Harrison Clark’s shoulder.
Harrison Clark obediently nodded, “Yes, this is indeed my grandfather’s regret. He asked me if I had a wife. I said yes. He was very happy, and then he asked me if I had a child. I said no, and although he tried to hide it, I could feel his disappointment. Sigh…”
Carrie Thomas also sighed.
“Although I know that I shouldn’t be too demanding since we were able to meet just once, I sometimes wonder, how wonderful would it be if we could meet earlier and spend more time together?”
Carrie Thomas: “But you’ve been striving for thousands of years to make this brief encounter happen. If it weren’t for you slowly becoming better, others wouldn’t think of mobilizing such huge social resources for your sake. It’s really difficult to trace one’s ancestry. In my hometown, there were children who were abducted, and even though their families were rich, they couldn’t find them for many years.”
Harrison Clark nodded, “Maybe that’s just fate, and I accept it. People need to learn to be content.”
Carrie Thomas: “But we have to try to do better if we can.”
“Yeah.”
After they chatted for a while, the atmosphere in the room gradually became somewhat weird.
Harrison Clark pretended to be nervous, looking at his watch and then at Carrie Thomas, “I need to go to bed early tonight.”
A very obvious hint, full marks.
Carrie Thomas turned her face away expressionlessly, “Oh. Then what?”
“It’s a bit too late now, and it’s inconvenient for you to stay here since you have class tomorrow morning. Let me send you back.”
Carrie Thomas: “I got permission from Layna to take a break, so I don’t have class tomorrow morning.”
Harrison Clark: “…”
Carrie Thomas: “A few days ago, I saw some things on your computer.”
“Huh? What? Sheet music?”
“No.”
“Then what is it?”
Carrie Thomas: “Let’s not talk about that for now. I have another question. In terms of striving for humanity, do you really think you’ve achieved perfection?”
Harrison Clark wanted to lie, but another thought came to his mind. He was clearly endowed with better genes, but when it came to leaving descendants, he was completely crushed by that fat guy and couldn’t refute it.
He shook his head, “Not perfect.”
“Where do you fall short?”
“A lot, anyways, I guess it’s because I’m holding back.”
Carrie Thomas didn’t further ask what the specifics were, but said, “Why are you holding back?”
“Because… because of my moral values.”
“Also, you obviously envy others with a house full of descendants, but you always make us grow old alone. Are you being fair to yourself and to me?”
When the conversation reached this point, it was already clear.
Harrison Clark didn’t expect Carrie Thomas to be so aggressive today, so he could only shake his head with a bitter smile, “Haven’t I said it before? It’s impossible. My genes…”
“How do you know if you don’t try? If you try and it doesn’t succeed, there’s no regret. But giving up without even trying is a different concept. That fat guy knows how to give his all. Your genes have the potential to change the times, yet you don’t try. Don’t you feel ashamed? Can you live up to your fallen comrades? You’re our leader, you should take more responsibility.”
In this debate, Harrison Clark was completely defeated.
After a long time, he nodded, “Then let’s try in-vitro fertilization later.”Carrie almost passed out on the spot, “Are you still pretending? I saw those ‘documentaries’ you watched in college on your computer, uh-huh, about biology, reproduction.”
Harrison: “Sss…”
Insane.
He silently moved his chair to the side, “You’re this desperate?”
Carrie looked at him, “I was always waiting for you to take the initiative. After all, you used to be quite assertive, even going so far as to sneak peeks at me through my collar. But now I feel like we can’t go on like this. I need to write love songs, so I try to imagine it. But no matter how clearly I imagine it, I always feel like something is missing. I know why. There’s one very important thing we haven’t done. Of course, doing it might not be helpful, but I want to try. What, am I not pretty enough, not attractive enough for you?”
Harrison was stunned.
He recalled the historical records’ evaluation of Carrie—decisive in love and hate, swift and fierce.
Harrison still remembered the embarrassment of being brutally cut off by Carrie when he first tried to strike up a conversation with her.
At that time, he just thought there was something wrong with her, like she’d eaten something irritating.
Later, he understood. When dealing with strangers she didn’t like, she genuinely acted that way. If she said she was annoyed with you, she really was annoyed with you—no masking it.
Now, Harrison understood even more. When dealing with someone she liked, she was the same. Once she made up her mind, she would floor the accelerator and never hit the brakes.
Many factors probably contributed to Carrie’s decision at this point.
Avril’s engagement, the videos on Harrison’s computer, the envy he inadvertently revealed when talking about other people’s families, Ward’s struggle to be a good stud even though it nearly cost him his life, and most importantly, Carrie’s personal contemplation about the nature of love.
Harrison gradually became parched.
Carrie, who knew Harrison’s character so well, became a guide at that moment. She took his hand, “You know the biggest difference between men and women, right?”
“Yes, reason and emotion.”
“That’s right.”
“To write the best song, I need to push my emotions to the extreme. We can’t just consider this issue from the perspective of reproducing offspring. I want to try not to think of anything and just follow my desires. I want to give it a shot. There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you: you’re always worried that this would affect my creation of ‘Morning Wind,’ but that’s an additional persona you’ve imposed on me. I can tell you clearly that it won’t. I don’t know how logic and ethics should judge when you go to the future. But at least for now, I can still be sure you are you, so…”
Harrison quietly looked at her, “I understand.”
The long night of Carlisle was ultimately, invariably long.
It’s hard to say whether it was a case of overwhelming emotion or a natural progression, but after numerous twists and turns, the two finally reached this milestone.
It was both ordinary and tumultuous.
At this moment, they didn’t think about the future or the past.
The union may seem fraught with countless trepidations and considerations, but in the end, it is rooted in the simplest and most down-to-earth of intentions, just as in countless ordinary households.
It is these symphony-like events that have built the ladder of human civilization from millions of years ago to today.
Reproduction.
It’s hard to tell when the purely noble act of reproduction gained so many additional meanings, both good and bad, from society.
But no matter where the impulse comes from and what its rationale may be, the source eventually returns to the most primitive instincts of living beings.
Carrie and Harrison had undergone countless mental preparations, but both knew very well what the birth of their offspring would mean for civilization.
Hence, they couldn’t help but fantasize.
Harrison thought this was unfair to Carrie and that he would feel guilty.
But Carrie addressed the issue first, and naturally, the guilt dissipated.
Returning to the instinct of reproduction doesn’t mean lowering oneself; love is a psychological pursuit that arises when material needs are more than satisfied.
As the saying goes, overeating makes the mind overthink.
In primitive society, simply dealing with life and death crises was exhausting. Who had the energy to think about love, ponder beauty or handsomeness? Giving birth was the greatest achievement in life.
But no one would ridicule primitive people’s views on marriage, because without their indulgence, where would the sweet love of modern people come from?