Star Trek

These things will always talk about how many germs there are in them.

And she took germ science.Weird girl.

She forgot the fact that Jo didn't deny that she knew Professor Spock.Come to think of it later - Jo might have known Professor Spock's mate.

It was only after a long time that she slowly discovered that many people's guesses were far from the truth by a galaxy, but people still enjoy guessing, gossip psychology, and biological commonality.she thinks.But the strange thing is that when they faced the truth, their reactions were unexpectedly flat.

She came late that day and could only sit at the back of the classroom.In the middle of the class, a stranger suddenly walked in: he was not wearing any uniform of the college staff, nor did he greet Professor Spock. He wore a jacket and a PADD for entertainment, and just swaggered and sat down at the end of the classroom.

He doesn't look too young, at least 40 years old; but age is by no means a detractor. He has blond hair and a pair of charming blue eyes, and his age even doubles his attractiveness.She looked at him curiously, and the other responded with a big smile and a "shh", which almost made the girl blush: she likes blonde hair.

But she wouldn't forget that this was in class anyway, and she glanced worriedly at Professor Spock, wondering what the professor would do to an unexpected visitor in the middle of a class; but the Vulcan didn't stop talking—yes The guy who broke in was completely oblivious.

Today's class is very long, there is no break in the middle, and the content is so boring, many people are distracted while listening.She didn't like the guy Surak very much, even though he had led the Vulcans to peace; but his thoughts were too many - it was very difficult to recite them.In particular, Gao Li language and modern Vulcan language belong to two different branches, and it is too difficult to distinguish the subtle differences between words.

But the stranger seemed to be... comfortable with it.

"Riklauauikklautu. (Don't fight violence with violence)" Professor Spock said in a deep voice, without dropping the words on the hologram.

"...Nufauausochya-yidungimatusochya (Give peace and you will have peace.)"

The stranger beside her read the second half of the sentence in a low voice, but in unison with the professor.

It surprised her very, very much.

No one had ever been able to follow Professor Spock's teachings so easily - and he hadn't even listened to them for less than 10 minutes.

Maleth began to doubt his Vulcan skills.

The stranger fell asleep on his desk 10 minutes before the end of get out of class (he was probably the first and last guy who dared to sleep openly in Professor Vulcan's class).On the side facing the window, the curtains were not drawn, and the sun cast a warm glow on his cheeks.

She tried her best to take notes, but she caught a detail that surprised her even more: Professor Spock no longer regarded this guy as non-existent as he did at the beginning—he would scan to the last row, beside her, intentionally or unintentionally—sight Falling on the sleeping stranger.

That look... She didn't know how to describe it.Even though it didn't brush past her, her heart skipped a beat -- poor Jo, poor gossip group girls.

Is it only when you look at the person you love deeply that your eyes can be so gentle?

Soon after class, the students left in twos and threes, and she planned to stay and finish the lab report.After everyone had left, Professor Spock packed his things (actually only one PADD) and stepped off the podium to walk toward her—no, toward her.

The Vulcan didn't seem to shy away from her presence, nodding slightly at her.She nervously returned a small smile, buried her head and continued to tap on the PADD-see no evil.

"Ashayam." Spock patted him on the back lightly. "You shouldn't be falling asleep here."

(She pretended she didn't hear that so intimate address)

The stranger straightened up sleepily, his voice sounded sluggish: "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)) sounding sluggish

"Yes, 20.34 minutes ago."

"You saw me sleeping? I thought you didn't notice."

"Though I don't need to see it, I feel it from the link; but yes, Vulcans have three times better vision than humans."

"Okay, okay, I know you are good at everything, so you don't have to tell me that every time."

Out of the corner of her eye, the stranger was rubbing her face sleepily. This was the first time she had heard someone talk to Spock in such a casual, even coquettishly intimate tone—Vulcans have always been strict like a textbook.Without anyone telling her, she guessed that this blond guy was the real body of Professor Spock's partner who was photographed earlier—wow, an illogical earthling.She thought Spock didn't want much contact with free-spirited humans other than teaching.

"How did you find my classroom?"

"I asked Jo, and she said her roommate is your student, so..." The stranger spread his hands, then turned to smile at her, "Right?"

She was taken aback, completely unaware that the other party knew about her-wait a minute, Jo?

Professor Spock glanced at her along the line of sight, very lightly and quickly, his eyes turned back to his lover: "I already know."

And she was grateful that the professor didn't stare at her - if she was stared at by these two people at the same time, she was afraid that she would burn a hole in herself with such a gaze.

"Okay, get out of class is over at last, can we pick up Jo? Wait a little longer and Bones will be babbling again."

The stranger gave a big stretch and stood up, propping his hands on the table, leaning forward to kiss Spock's lips softly and sweetly.And Vulcan doesn't seem to have any discomfort with that.

Who told her that Vulcans never make intimate gestures in public?

"I don't think Dr. McCoy would like to hear you say that about him," Spock replied.He seemed in a surprisingly good mood—all thanks to the blond human, she thought.

"You are very talented, and you will be a great communications officer." The human entangled the Vulcan's finger, changed the topic, and winked at her, "Maleth, aren't you? I like your name."

Spock glanced down at their clasped hands, and pulled them tighter.He pursed his lips: "You are indeed very good, keep it like this. Goodbye, student."

She watched them leave, interlocked her fingers and walked towards the door.She heard the human voice exulting: "I don't know when you'll praise people positively, great progress, professor. Think about it—maybe I'll reward you tonight, Ashayam."

She felt that she probably heard something she shouldn't have heard, and her ears burned.

And Spock… Professor Spock replied in his steady voice, "I'm looking forward to it, T'hy'la."

She also likes her own name.

Maleth is both a paradise and a safe haven.

She thought Professor Spock and his partner must be like this to each other.

Even though she only met them once, she was so determined.

END

19. [Spirk] Lllawarra Flame Tree

When the boy jumped off the flying car, the gray and green twill check scarf was raised.This was his favorite, warm in texture and non-garish in color, he grabbed the fluffy ball at the end of it so that it wouldn't obstruct his sight, and waved his hand vigorously behind him.The red-nosed children pressed their faces against the car windows to wipe off the white gas from the glass, and they didn't have time to hear the hasty ending of the sentence Merry Christmas.

Jim hadn't felt like he was running so fast in a long time.The winter in Iowa is very cold, the thick snow never melts, and the ground is very slippery. He staggered along the way and almost slipped several times, but this did not stop him from rushing towards home.The messy things in the oversized schoolbag slammed loudly, and he was a little worried that the PADD would be broken by them, after all, it had already been hit with countless cracks at the corners and corners.Maybe he could ask for a new one for Christmas; well, never mind, there are more important things today than PADD.He adjusted the hat that was about to cover his eyes, and the scarf flew with his movements, fluttering like a small flag facing the wind.

"Spo—Spock—"

After the pupil and voiceprint lock passed, he rushed into the house, kicked off his shoes, threw his schoolbag on the sofa, and hurriedly shouted another name into the house.But got no response.The boy lost his expression and glanced at the wall. The projected clock had jumped to the next frame, and the agreed time should be right now.Is something delayed?While thinking wildly, he took off his hat and scarf, and his eyes searched for the communicator at home. He knows Spock's frequency by heart, it's the most intimate number in the world.

He found the communicator under a pillow of the sofa, and just as he was lying on the backrest and wanted to bend down to fish it, he was picked up by the waist——

"The first thing you do when you get home is change your clothes."

"Spock!" The kid's eyes lit up