Star Trek

Lazy, sunny afternoons, before it all started, before it was all over, someone lay in his arms with lips curled up, blue eyes full of smiles, so similar and yet so different from that boy.The illusory figure disappeared, and the smoke ring curled up in front of him like a shattered dream. He narrowed his eyes and didn't look back.

The child wiped his cold eye sockets in the brighter daylight, waved vigorously in the direction he was leaving, and silently said goodbye.

END

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He boarded the ship heading for Shi'Kahr, nodded with the flight attendant, and walked towards cabin A which should be empty, and saw a familiar little figure by accident.A child sits in the first row—or kneels on the first row of seats, puts his face against the glass, puts his hands beside him, and looks out vigorously, even though there is nothing to see there.

Spock takes her place next to the child, her limp black hair tied back only by a light blue headband.She has long hair, and someone once told her that she looks very beautiful, so she has been reluctant to cut it, and it almost covers most of her small body.

Spock asked, "Why are you here?"

The little girl didn't look back: "Sa-mekh..."

Even without any physical interaction, he could feel the sadness surging through his daughter's body, almost engulfing the child. Spock asks her, "What is it?"

"Is that Ko-mekh?" she asked.Still stuck to the window.

"Did you see Jim?"

"I see it here," said the girl, without explaining much, and repeated her question, "Sa-mekh, tell me, is that really my Ko-mekh?"

"...he does."

"But he is very small."

"He's 10.75 now."

"He's only 7.73 years older than me. He's small. Why is my Ko-mekh so young?"

"He must grow up from very young like you."

"A little Ko-mekh. I don't understand, Sa-mekh."

"We're not in our own world, daughter. We're in Jim's world, and we have to play by the world's rules."

"what does that mean?"

"He can't recognize you. He can't identify you."

The little girl is finally willing to turn her head, and Spock sees tears welling up in the same blue eyes as the other man.The little Vulcan tried his best not to choke his voice: "Don't little Ko-mekh know me?"

"...yes." Even though Spock didn't want to see the kid look so sad, he had to tell her the truth.Big tears rolled down the kid's eyes, and Spock could only give her a human hug, the way her real Ko-mekh used to do to her.The small, warm body was sobbing quietly in his arms, and Spock couldn't help himself from being colored by her emotions.

"Are we going to visit little Ko-mekh again?" After a long time, the girl finally calmed down again.Leaning in her father's arms, holding the hologram in her hand, she looked out of the porthole, where there was the boundless deep blue universe she had known since birth.

"Maybe. I can't promise you that we'll see him again, but if there's a next time, daughter, I'll let you see him."

"Are you sure Sa-mekh?"

"Of course." Spock took a deep breath. "As I said... Vulcans never lie. And, I apologize, daughter, for not being by your side on your birthday."

"No need," the child shook his head, "Little Ko-mekh needs you more on Christmas Eve."

The girl lowered her head and looked at the two photos in her hand: "Ko-mekh is very similar to little Ko-mekh." The people in the two photos have the same blond hair and blue eyes, and the older one is sitting on the beach with There are waves; the small one is lying in the snow, pillowed on the vast whiteness.

"They're in different dimensions, but they're essentially the same person," Spock replied.

"I miss Ko-mekh a lot."

"I have the same sentiments about it."

"I want to sleep for a while, Sa-mekh." The little girl rubbed her red eyes from crying, yawned, and lay down on the adult's lap. Spock pats her on the back lightly, like a mother trying to lull herself to sleep when she was a baby: "Sleep, daughter."

"Can I dream of Ko-mekh?"

"As long as you want."

"Good night, daddy."

"Good night, petakov (darling)."

Ten-year-old Jim in this world always told him that his arrival was the most wanted Christmas present.But what the boy didn't know was that the other world's self also left Spock with an incomparable gift: this elf who was sleeping peacefully and came on Christmas Eve was worth all the treasures in the world.It is a pity that since she was three years old, a father has been absent from her Christmas.The children followed another father through time and space again and again, looking for their lost things in the gaps and accidents.Because Spock firmly believes in—

He has always believed that there will always be a world that will meet the right him again.He has always believed in the eternal life in different time and space.

END

24. 【Spirk】Moon River

Truth be told, Kirk hadn't expected this to happen.When he was wearing a backpack and somehow felt guilty and used the password to open the door of Professor Spock's house, and was hit hard by an unknown object flying over, he was basically dumbfounded.The size and weight of the unknown object are not large, but the speed bonus doubled the impact force of "it". Kirk staggered back and almost fell to the ground, and the reaction ability burst out from nowhere immediately sent Throwing his schoolbag to the front and hugging it, at least one buttocks will not crush the PADD——

"Fuck!" Although he steadied himself in the end, he couldn't hold back his words.It can't be his fault, it's inevitable that people have a conditioned reflex in response to sudden situations.He was dizzy for a while and staggered while holding his schoolbag, the first thought that popped into his mind was that this was considered a work-related injury.Does the college pay for it?

A voice ended Kirk's whimsy.The unknown object spoke: "You are not Sa-mekh."

Kirk put his schoolbag back on his back, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the little grenade just now had a gender; a little girl who was less than his waist height was looking at him with very complicated eyes.And... little Vulcan girl.Black bangs exactly like Professor Spock, but with very blue eyes.She looked like she had just woken up, with waist-length hair hanging in a mess behind her, and a moon-shaped throw pillow wrapped around her arm.

"Uh, sorry, hi, you are..." He scratched his hair, unable to react for a while.The almighty James T. is actually not very good at dealing with children, especially the ones of a different gender than him.

"This is my home. You should introduce yourself first." The child is young, but the logic is very clear.

"Isn't this Professor Spock's house?"

"It does."

"If it's...uh. I'm his student and he's my mentor. The professor needs me to help him complete a project analysis today."

The child Lan Yingying looked at him with mixed curiosity and interest: "Your name?"

"James Tiberius Kirk, ma'am."

The name instantly lit up the girl's eyes, as if the answer meant a lot to her.She then asked, "Age?"

"We're still a few months away from turning 21." He rubbed his nose uncomfortably.

This answer extinguished the light in the child's eyes again.But the kid didn't turn him away, and slapped inside in his plush rabbit shoes: "Come in, Ko-mekh."

Kirk didn't speak Vulcan, and was a little dazed: "Uh, just call me Jim."

But the child insisted: "Ko-mekh."

Kirk rubbed his nose again. "Is that a...generic title? If so I hope it's brother instead of uncle."

The child didn't answer, so Kirk had to follow her inside. Professor Spock's house is huge, and it looks blue - not all the decor, just the light and... no, he can't say it, but it looks pretty straight-forward blue.

The door slid shut behind them. Kirk followed the little guy: "Sorry, I didn't know Professor Spock had a daughter. If I had known, I'd have brought you something. Do you like desserts or toys? Or decorations for little girls? How old are you?" What's your name?"

The kid didn't even look back: "Too many questions, Ko-mekh."

"Sorry. Then tell me your name, ma'am."

The child seemed to relish the grown-up address, and she switched Mr. Moon's pillow from her right arm to her left: "My name is T'Mimahlapinatapai, Ko-mekh."

"Mima...hala...uh, sorry?" Kirk felt his tongue tie up, "do you have a nickname or something?