Star Trek

Maybe the owner has blue eyes too, who knows. Sulu shrugged again.

Kirk notices this: "Who did you learn the last routine from?"

Sulu was silent for a moment: "Do I have it?" He rolled his eyes after receiving a positive nod from Kirk, "Go and change, Mr. Lan." When Kirk got up and was about to leave the kitchen, he stopped him again, Pointing to his mouth, seeing Kirk's confused look, he couldn't help but sigh: "Cream."

To be honest, Kirk is very satisfied with the young man who lives with him.He didn't need anyone to share the rent, but he couldn't bear to meet this impoverished Asian face who was studying in a foreign country in the bar, so he agreed to live with Sulu on the condition that he would pay 1/4 of the rent and 3/4 of the rent. housework.This is the most suitable choice for two people. Most of the time, they do their own things without interfering with each other. Occasionally, they can have an all-night debate on some advanced topics-in short, they still hit it off.

He parked the car on the side of the road and waited for Chekov with Sulu after school.We have known each other for almost a month, and finally switched from online communication to offline. Sulu is quite looking forward to the first date, and his usually unsmiling young face can't hide his anxiety and anticipation. Kirk could see clearly, and didn't say anything, lowered the car window, leaned on the steering wheel with one hand and rested his arm on the back of the seat, watching Sulu tugging at the hem of the clothes, and then straightening his hair in the rearview mirror, waiting until the curly-haired boy ran over from a distance He waved to him, called him Hikaru with a unique retroflex tone, and added a greeting to Kirk behind him embarrassedly.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"No, just arrived."

"Sorry, I stayed to deal with the practical assignments assigned by the tutor. He is very good, but too strict."

"Homework? It sounds like a very old-fashioned vocabulary." Kirk laughed, "What are you young people going to do today?"

"Hikaru wants to go to the botanical garden, but he didn't get his pass," Chekov replied. "Mr. Kirk is also very young."

"Just call me Jim. I'm not young, I'm in my mid-twenties. How old are you?"

"17."

"Whoa, 17, still underage?" Kirk winks at Sulu narrowly. "Make sure you don't break the law or anything. I just paid next quarter's rent and I don't have enough money to bail you out."

Chekov blinked his eyes, and it took a few seconds for him to react, his cheeks were hot, and he nervously uttered the tone of his native language: "No, no, you misunderstood, Hikaru and I just..."

Kirk smiled and waved his hands. "Don't be nervous, it's just a joke. Enjoy your youth, lads."

The book in Chekov's hand flipped through a few pages, and he pressed them hastily.The spring breeze is dry and warm, and the breath of life to death is stronger than ever.He restarted the car, and saw Sulu raised his arm in the buzzing sound and was about to make a goodbye gesture. Chekov suddenly shook his friend's arm excitedly: "Hikaru, look, that's my mentor! Mr. Kirk, you must also Come and meet him, you're both so good, you'll appreciate each other." Out of Kirk's sight, he called out, waving his arms, "Professor—"

Kirk didn't bother to correct the kid who was always addressing him respectfully, and had to turn off the buzzer again and lower the window completely.After a while, someone came to the car window, wearing a pure black teacher's uniform, tall and straight.Two young boys greeted him one after another, and before he could speak, Kirk opened the door and stepped out the other side, laying on the roof ready for a formulaic smile.

Chekov's professor turned around.Black hair, brown eyes, stupid pot haircut, elf-like pointed ears, old-fashioned posture with hands behind his back.The lips pursed into a straight line seemed to belong to the kind of rigid and unfeeling person.

And Kirk is not good at dealing with this kind of people at all, and he wants this meeting to be as short as possible; the students are out of school, Gaila is going to be busy, and he doesn't want to see her when she doesn't have time.He held out his hand. "Jim Kirk."

The other stared at him, his eyes were deep and unreadable, and Kirk hated to be looked at by this kind of eyes.The professor's weirdly sculpted eyebrows trembled a little, and he didn't hold his hand: "...SpockS'ChnT'Gai."

Chekov looked left and right and explained awkwardly, "Professor Spock doesn't like physical contact very much."

Kirk nodded to the kid in understanding, and withdrew his hand, keeping his displeasure to himself.He turned his attention back to the two young boys over there, "I'll go first, you have fun." He glanced at Spock without saying goodbye, and the latter nodded tensely and slightly.

He got back in the car and drove away.

Kirk still felt Spock's gaze still resting on him until the car stopped in front of the Bombay Sapphire.Deep, mysterious, cold but indescribably sticky.It was scary, and he tried to get rid of the feeling that sent a chill down his spine, wiped his face, and saw Gaila bent over her work through the window, a beautiful girl with a charming career line.He took a few deep breaths and got out of the car, making sure it was locked with the key wrapped around his index finger, pushing the door in and whistled approval at Gaila.

Flowers are placed everywhere in the cafe to increase the atmosphere, such as forget-me-nots or pansies, tulips or calla lilies. The fragrance of flowers is mixed with the smell of coffee beans, and the ensuing endless troubles make Kirk quickly put an end to this not-so-good situation. Pleasant meetings are forgotten.He thought it was time to talk to the owner about how they affected the aroma of the coffee.Oh, and Sulu's flowers, he'll have to remember to throw them away when he gets home.

Sure enough, he still hated spring.

31. 【Spirk/Chulu】Lonely Festival

Kirk ordered a glass of Blue Mountain, chose the most inconspicuous corner, and looked through a brand new DANSK from beginning to end, finally waiting for Gaila.The girl sat down opposite him, let go of her tied ponytail, shook her head, and unceremoniously took a few gulps from his coffee cup like drinking plain water: "My God, children nowadays are so difficult. Served."

Kirk glanced at the cup with her lipstick on it in disgust: "Do you know that no man would dare to marry you with your appearance?"

Gaila rolled her eyes: "I don't live for men."

"I need another cup of coffee. Your lipstick ruined it."

Gaila glared at him: "Ten cups of your coffee can't buy my mom's lipstick."

Kirk is well aware of how obsessed girls are with lipstick, and he also knows that he will never understand the terrible red world (in his opinion, they are all red, there is no difference), so Mingzhe opened another topic: "Only you are busy So far? Where are the other shop assistants? Where is the owner?"

"It's just opened, and I haven't had time to hire any staff. The owner... I don't know. He's always busy, and I haven't even seen him."

"I haven't seen how you came here?"

"I saw a job advertisement on the Internet, and I was hired within less than twenty sentences. Anyway, the salary is very high, and it is next to a stupid school, so there will be no problem, so I came at the address the guy gave, and Found the door key in the little flower pot under the third window he said. You know what, the owner communicates with me completely by voice and has to ask me to voice back to him too! God I hate voice communication so much I sound like an old lady."

"You have to believe that your voice is hot enough at any time, baby. So, now you are the only one working in the whole store?" Kirk sat with a wide view, "This store is not small."

"There's actually a barista, but he's always hiding backstage. There's another night shift for me. I do the rest - cashier and service, can you imagine? Thousands flock to school after school students?" Gaila looked at him critically, "Do you want to apply? I can introduce you to Mr. Valdessecchi, he is actually a nice guy, although I hate voice communication but he has a nice voice - I am really short of people Give me a hand."

"So your boss' last name is Valdessecchi." Kirk waved his hand. "No no, just a random question. I'm fine with Scotty."

Gaila folded her hands on her chin, and the black nail polish on her hands had a ghostly luster under the dim yellow light.The girl's expression became serious, and her eyes became focused: "Seriously, Jim, I don't understand you. You were the best student we had in school. You are so good, why are you only a bartender now?" She She curled her lips, "I'm working for someone else now because I have no choice, but you are different. You have countless great opportunities to make a fortune."

Kirk subconsciously avoids her eyes and stares at her finger, where a skull is drawn on her little finger: "Working for someone else doesn't mean you're inferior."

"You know I didn't mean—"

"I like my life now." Kirk cut her off. "It's laid back, free wine, and Scotty's salary is satisfactory. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Jim—"

"Now your guests