Return to Harlow's Haven Chapter 7

Within a few dozen steps of walking to the entrance to greet Harlow, Griffin quickly recalled the dream he had the day before yesterday, which was his last sleep.

In the dream, there was him, Harlow, at MIT, the empty Oxford library, ACDC, and their first ki33.

honestly. Griffin didn't even know he remembered this.

Then Griffin walked down the spiral staircase. Harlow and the third child of the Xavier family were standing in the center of the front hall, along with a blue young mutant that Griffin had never seen before.

Harlow turned around. They looked into each other's eyes.

Griffin suspected that Harlow recalled the same scene.

"──Why can, and will, Oxford students show up at MIT?"

Just about twenty minutes. Harlow begins to regret her decision to take Griffin away.

Griffin could go on and on. Well, that was actually kind of fun, Harlow loves trivia, so she was worried about the other parts.

"You didn't answer me," Griffin said, jumping down from the gazebo bench. He is only fourteen now, even two years younger than Harlow. Boys this age are usually not as tall as girls of the same age. This is probably why Griffin was standing on a chair talking to Harlow just now.

Harlow came back to her senses and put on a smile to hide her uneasiness. "Oh, um, let's come to Boston to play."

"you?"

"Me, my brother, and my sister."

"Are they all mutants?"

"Both. My brother and I are twins. He is three minutes older than me. My sister is actually not related to us. One day we found her in the kitchen. Chacha and I both like the third child of the Xavier family. I did something to make her stay. I guess we are all about the same age."

"Wow. I did some tricks. It's not what I thought."

Griffin's smile was full of teasing. His eyes were large and brown, like milk chocolate.

His hair was also brown and shiny, like maple syrup. The skin is white and rosy, and it is soft and tender when pinched, like pudding. Red lips, that’s cherry candy. In short, everything about Griffin looks very sweet.

Harlow loves sweets the most. She's willing to eat dessert until all her teeth are decayed.

Maybe this is why Harlow has always wanted to ki33 Griffin from just now until now. She thought Griffin looked very ki33able, whether on the cheek or on the lips.

This is a bit distressing. She didn't want to be rude.

"Aren't your parents mutants?" Griffin continued. Obviously, he didn't want to look up at Harlow, so he dragged her to the flowers and asked her to sit down.

As soon as Harlow sat on the haystack, she couldn't help but play with the grass. She shrugged and replied, "I don't know. Our father died before we were born."

"Ah." Griffin opened his mouth but stopped talking.

Harlow heard Griffin's thoughts. "You can ask our mother, it's not a taboo subject." She lay on her knees and smiled at Griffin, "She is a very beautiful woman. I'm not sure if she really likes children, because sometimes she is very mean to us. Well, sometimes they completely ignore us. Maybe it’s somewhere between liking them and not liking them that much, I really don’t know.”

"No wonder she didn't notice there was an extra person in your family." Griffin said coldly.

Harlow thought Griffin's comment was super funny.

She found many of Griffin's words and ideas to be super funny, the kind that would really make her laugh out loud. If the third child of the Xavier family saw Griffin making fun of her with just a sarcastic sentence, she would definitely be jealous and angry. For a while, the third child of the Xavier family loved to tell cold jokes. She could only look at the third child of the Xavier family in embarrassment every time and couldn't do it. Smiling politely and praising the youngest of the Xaviers, as Chase did, was far from the common sense of humor.

"Is this funny?" Griffin frowned at her in confusion, watching her rolling on the turf with laughter.

"People who can't laugh must have language comprehension difficulties." Harlow responded affirmatively to Griffin. This made Griffin raise his lips proudly.

Then Griffin pulled her off the turf. "Stop rolling around, you're covered in grass clippings." He clumsily and cautiously patted the grass clippings off her body, and stopped hesitantly when he was arranging her hair.

Harlow couldn't hold it back. She smiled expectantly and happily, because at this moment, Griffin's only thought was to ki33 her.

"I guess you agreed." Griffin raised his eyebrows, grabbed the back of her neck and ki33ed her directly.

That was their first ki33. Harlow had a hard time forgetting what Griffin said after ki33ing her.

"Please tell me you have nowhere to go tonight," Griffin begged her in a low voice.

"This reminds me of a very important little thing." Harlow replied leisurely, looking far away, "I left my brother and sister at the party."

At that time, Griffin smiled very happily.

Harlow didn't know why she was thinking about her sneaking out of the party with Griffin at a time like this.

She and Griffin had determined a long time ago that between them, Griffin was the one who was better at remembering small details, even the smallest details. She couldn't do this. She would only remember a rough outline, a hazy outline.

But Griffin didn't always take advantage of this aspect. Moreover, I often use the hellish "I was just too busy to forget" as an excuse.

Only after getting to know Griffin well will you understand that when Griffin said he was 'just too busy to forget', what was forgotten was the time, not the thing or the item. As soon as he touches the edge of his work, he will immediately become obsessed with it, and even the slightest level of the end of the world may not be able to make him put down his work. He would wear a work vest to expose his arms, wear goggles that would cover half of his face, and his short hair would be messed up into a bird's nest without even realizing it.

Once upon a time, Harlow found Griffin cute and charming like this.

After the night at the charity gala, Harlow made a decision.

She's moving to California and probably won't move back to New York--hopefully. It's not that she couldn't wait to leave the Xavier Manor where she grew up. But, I also want to know what it means if she moves back.

But this time, they couldn't keep a low profile when they broke up. Things are different now.

The third child of the Xavier family was dissatisfied. Extremely dissatisfied. Harlow suspected that she would see the headlines about her and Chase' only baby's blue sister causing trouble for Stark Enterprises - if the third child of the Xavier family was allowed to do so. From the time Harlow was packing her luggage, the third son of the Xavier family pinned himself aside and made personal attacks on the Stark family as much as possible.

"I hate the Starks. They sell arms."

"Not anymore, dear."

"He's a horse in the grass. You may have to help other women take care of the children."

"It will save me ten months of pregnancy."

"His legs are so short."

"Short legs are cute."

"He'll make your baby super short!"

"It will also make my baby have high IQ and good looks. We always have to leave some way for others to survive."

The third child of the Xavier family jumped in anger.

"You have to go against me Harlow. Who is your sister!"

"You." Harlow looked at the third child of the Xavier family with an innocent and aggrieved face.

The third son of the Xavier family turned around and went to complain to Chase.

This was of no use. Chase had decided to sit on the sidelines of the marriage, keeping it a secret and watching from the other side. He is a truly smart man who knows how to watch the game without saying anything.

Furthermore, years of experience had made Chase understand one thing in particular. That is, when his sisters are making a fuss over some little thing that he can't understand, don't take sides.

Chase only knew one trick - after Harlow finished arguing with the third child of the Xavier family, he touched their heads at the same time, hugged them over at the same time, and then gave the two girls a flavor of ice cream at the same time.

Attention, at the same time.

As I got older, this trick gradually stopped working. Fortunately Chase doesn't have to continue doing that either. Of the two girls, the third Xavier girl is more mature, but the mature one always suffers because she has to give way to the immature one.

This can also be said to be Harlow finding a new way to take down the third child of the Xavier family.

Harlow is the squeamish little princess recognized by each other among the three of them.

Therefore, when Harlow said that this bad idea was actually quite good, and that she was willing to serve as a representative to fulfill the mission of mutant goodwill ambassadors to humans, Chase once suspected that Harlow had been brain-brained or possessed by something. .

"Charlene, are you sure?"

"I think Stark is pretty good."

"No, but you, but you..."

"I'm very squeamish? Don't worry, there must be a butler at Stark's place."

"No I mean..."

"Stark is quite squeamish, if that's what you mean. That's not right. Every pot goes with its lid."

Then Chase stopped talking. Apparently his sister had something in mind. Thinking on the bright side, maybe they will make good things out of bad things.