Star Trek

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"I promise you, I'll email you."

"Well...will there be another summer camp? Can I still come and play with you?"

"I'm not aware of VSA's plans. But, if there is a next time, I would very much welcome you."

"Will you go to Earth to play with me?"

"If father can lead me with him when he goes to Earth, I will."

"Riverside is small, can you find me?"

"Affirmative. I have checked its specific coordinates on the computer, and it is not cumbersome."

The younger boy was babbling indistinctly, getting sleepier as he talked, and finally fell asleep under the heavy weight on his eyelids.The Vulcan boy looked at the golden head nestled on his chest—Jim always opened his mouth slightly when he fell asleep, and sometimes drooled; very stable.

Strange emotions collided in his chest, he looked at Jim's sleepy and flushed face, and suddenly wanted to touch his spiritual fusion point - they had experienced a lot in two months, played many games, and had an intimate head. Head to head reading a book together, but a spiritual fusion?there has never been.

It's so personal.They don't even make a move to integrate with foreigners.

Jim's brain has always been the palace of his most curious thoughts, and he thinks that the earth boy's mind must be equally shining with gold if he is so energetic.But spiritual integration without permission is an unbreakable precept, and he shouldn't do such an arrogance to his friends. Spock suppressed his thoughts and pressed a kiss to Jim's messy forehead.

No matter how difficult it is to say goodbye, the moment of parting will always come. Jim carried the big luggage that belonged to Sam when he came here, and this time it was full of things Amanda prepared for him: books, models, plush dolls of seramon, hand-knitted sweaters... and vacuum seals A good dozen or so seeds of the Waneti flower.

Jim tiptoed to kiss her left cheek, then the right. Amanda stroked his little head: "Take care of yourself, sweetheart, okay?"

The boy nodded and kissed the back of her hand again like an adult, which made her laugh.

Then Jim and Sarek shook hands with earth etiquette—as expected of an ambassador, he was no stranger to such etiquette, and the servants looked at their palms with weird eyes.

Then there's T'Kooveh.She was a little disturbed, and he could see that—combined with her childhood experience of not receiving Vulcan education, she was indeed not a standard Vulcan.She didn't speak, and neither did Jim, who gently hugged her belly.

And finally Spock.The Vulcan boy tightened his face, as if he would reveal some illogical emotions otherwise. Jim took a deep breath, gripped the straps of his schoolbag with both hands behind his back, and moved in front of him, looking straight into his little friend's eyes - he would definitely miss those warm caramel eyes.

"Jim," Spock said.

Jim waited a while for nothing, so he replied, "Spock."

"Jim..."

"Spock?"

"...Jim."

"Spock."

The boy tilted his head and began to think of the name calling as a game or...a competition.But soon the game was interrupted, and Teacher Syran urged him to wait for the shuttle as soon as possible.

Jim scratched his hair. "...Okay," he said.Then the kid took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to run up to the teenager and jump up and hug him, hugging him tightly, and the latter put his arms around him; Jim murmured in his ear, goodbye, Spocky.Then he stood on tiptoe to press a loud kiss on the cheek of the Vulcan boy, and ran away before the latter could react, jumping on the shuttle after Syran.

"...bye, Jim."

After what seemed like a century had passed, and even the dust raised by the shuttle had calmed down again, Spock stood there looking at the direction his little friend was leaving, and said softly in his heart.

On the other side, Jim, who had already boarded the ship, lowered the visor and was about to throw himself into sleep, suddenly felt a tremor in his mind, as if he heard Spock saying goodbye to him-then the boy shook his head and abandoned his unrealistic thoughts ——The ship is about to ascend into space, they are already so far apart, it must be an illusion.

13.【Spirk】White Lie

The boy waved vigorously with his companions, and then jumped off the suspended school bus. The sensor door verified that his iris and voiceprint opened before he rushed into the house. The kicked off shoes were thrown far apart .The boy went straight to his room, locked the door, took out the PADD from his bag, and adjusted to the video mode—today is the weekend, and finally it’s time for the weekly video call. Jim has been looking forward to it since the morning, and he is very excited , I finally made it to the afternoon after school, and I was only concerned about the video, and dinner was forgotten.

He lay down on the bed, straightened his messy hair, and watched the little figure representing the signal connection jumping around in front of the window of the two of them. Jim glanced at the time, and then stared back at the little man doing morning exercises, feeling "burning with anxiety".He fell to the side, held up the PADD and muttered, "Quickly pick it up...quickly pick it up."

The person on the other end of the communication seemed to have heard his call, the little man stopped jumping, his whole body was wrapped in vermilion light, and then another serious face appeared on the window of PADD.

"Jim."

Jim was about to roll on the bed with PADD in his arms just now, but now he got up in a jerk and became kneeling again, his face almost pressed to the screen: "Hi!"

The Vulcan boy's eyes widened when he saw him, and then Jim realized that his hair might be too disheveled—he wrestled with his neighbor on the school bus back and tossed on the bed just now, and now it might be more suitable for a kid than a bird's nest. The birds are entrenched.He scratched his hair embarrassingly, and smiled: "Don't mind."

Spock shakes his head. "I'm used to it." He really doesn't mind Jim's attire that much—boys always do, anyway.He looks amused by the video call, and there's that warm smile in his dark eyes that Jim knows best—only for him.

"So, how's this week going, huh?" Jim decides to find a topic to get them back on track without focusing on the hairstyle issue.

"As always. Study some Vulcan endangered plants, and study particle equivalent rays. When I officially enter the 6.9th birthday in 15 months, I can start preparing for the VSA junior class exam. I have decided to invite Mr. Syran to be my Mentor, he is happy with this choice. For the next 5.83 months, he will tutor my professional courses," Spock said, "so my life is...peaceful and abundant."

Peaceful and plentiful - that's the only adjective you can say from Spock, right? Jim asked, "How is Syran? I miss him."

"He's fine. And, if you want, I can send your thoughts."

"Okay. So you want to hear about my life this week?"

"Very happy."

Jim moved his position, from kneeling to leaning on the head of the bed, took a cushion and hugged it in his arms, resting his chin on it: "Frank is not at home this week-you know how long I've been looking forward to this opportunity Is it? It's finally time. He's going to some off-road race and show off his vintage cars. Sam emailed me the first two and said he wanted to go out and see- I mean, he was going to leave Earth. Maybe he'll go back to Iowa to see me before he leaves, but that's just my guess. Yeah, I sneaked a new programming mode into the replicator so it can jump out of the basil chicken. Also There's yoghurt--although it doesn't taste very fresh. Well, that's what school is like, I taught a kid today."

"Violence is not acceptable, Jim."

"I didn't hit him anymore. But I made a fool of him in front of the girls he likes - he's going to walk around me. He's really annoying, like Stonn was back then."

Spock blinked. "Stonn isn't… boring anymore."

Jim laughed, "That's all thanks to me!"

Spock's expression softens, too. "Indeed. I appreciate your effort."

They just chatted like this, Jim's narration was always upside down, Spock was very organized; but they could always understand each other without any obstacles - it was like a natural skill, always in each other's way. All important and valuable information is captured in the discourse.

It has been a year since he came back from the Vulcan summer camp. Even though the Vulcan boy never found a chance to come to Earth to play, Spock and he have been maintaining a video call once a week, occasionally with Amanda, and even Once Sarek joins in with the brief greeting; it's a huge comfort to Jim: even though he's really alone at home, he has another family - just across the screen from him.

This was enough, he couldn't ask for more.

On his 12th birthday, he received a gift from a distant star.

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