Star Trek

Witnessing everything in front of him, the little boy was as lively as a tinkling bell, and his wife smiled infinitely tenderly for this, and he fell into his own thoughts.When his eyes accidentally caught Spock on the other side, he found that the boy was again - raising his own eyebrows.

He learned so much, as if he was born this way.

39. 【Spirk】Please say good night before hibernation

There is a snow in December.

She got up early, walked into the small room on the second floor, and opened the thick ginger-yellow velvet curtains to let the sunlight in.The children in the bed were still asleep, and Spock was awakened by the noise, and opened his eyes to say good morning to her.And Jim twists uneasily at the sudden light, burying his head in the crescent of Spock's neck, who, tickled by his hair, nudges him: "Get up, Jim."

The younger boy whimpered and moaned for a while, finally sat up dazedly with his messy hair, rubbing his eyes and yawning: "Good morning, Spocky, good morning, Mom."

Spock gets dressed quickly, dropping Jim's clothes precisely on his head. Amanda, on the other hand, put the clothes they changed and washed yesterday into a dirty clothes basket woven with rattan in spring, and stood by the French window with her hands on the outer frame, with the sun shining brightly around her: "Good morning, babies. It's snowing."

"Snow?" Jim, who was still struggling with the front and back of his trousers, heard this word, jumped off the bed before he could get his clothes back together, and tripping over the hem of his trousers while running to the window didn't stop his curiosity.He crouched beside the clean window, looking out at the mountains and forests inlaid with immaculate white.The sky is bluer than ever, and the floating clouds are lonely and leisurely.

"Spock, come and see!" Jim turned to Spock and waved.

"You've got to get dressed first, Jim." Spock walked over to the window and glanced outside, not surprised.He handed him the clothes, looked at his bare feet, "and socks."

"Let me do it." Amanda put down the laundry basket, clapped her hands, took Jim's coat and socks from the children, helped Jim tie his trousers, and pinched his flushed face just after waking up. "Our little Jimmy isn't old enough to take care of himself, is he?"

"Ko-mekh, you're spoiling him like this," Spock assessed disapprovingly.

Jim held up his hands, waiting for Amanda to pull the clothes off his head and smooth out his messy hair.Then he stuck out his tongue at Spock.

"Still so boyish, Jim." Spock shook his head.

Jim smiled sweetly at the woman and replied, "I'm just a kid. Right mom?"

She just couldn't resist the little guy and scratched his nose. "That's right. Spock, you can be more like a kid too, you're—are you ten years old?"

Spock just brushed off her question again with that elusive expression.

Amanda didn't care, she rolled up the clothes basket in one hand, and took Jim in the other: "Okay, babies, go downstairs to have breakfast. Maybe you can go out to play in the snow after eating? Build a snowman and snow house, or let Sarek accompany you to have a snowball fight .”

Jim cheered and followed her out of the room with a hop.

Spock watches silently by the window for a moment, then follows.

There is only silence in the vast snowfield, the frozen lake is as clear as a mirror, and there are sporadic fungi on the ground that is not completely covered. They are monotonous in color, like scattered puzzle pieces.The tall tree canopy poked its head out in the sun, and the non-migrating birds flapped their wings to pat the snow from the branches. A small deer jumped briskly among the shadows of the trees, and then disappeared suddenly.

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Spock and Jim have lived with them since that rainy night, and it fits into their lives so abruptly without any weirdness. Amanda carefully questioned the whereabouts of the two children, but found nothing, and Sarek watched the radio all day long, waiting for the missing children's missing person notice, but there was no news. Spock and Jim seemed to really... appear without warning and without a trace, and the past was a blank slate.

They can't find out more, only accept.And this arrangement is beautiful: they have never had children, maybe because of physical reasons, maybe because of fate, Sarek always relieved her that having a new life is not as important as staying with each other, and she is still wallowing in pain.

But now it is different. Spock and Jim are better than anything. Spock is quiet and sharp, Jim is full of energy, they are like the sky and ocean, the sun and the moon.They are a gift from God.

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"The little bird with the white flower on its head told them that this was what they were looking for.

"They didn't believe it, so they peeped quietly from the yard. The room was glowing red from the fire, and the warmth melted the snow on the window sill, dripping down, and a flower bloomed in the corner of the wall.

“They thought, okay, here it is.

"They came to this family, stayed, and returned their food and fire with wild fruits and game. No one knew where they came from and where they were going. Maybe they were just passing by here temporarily, but the people in the town People welcome them..." Amanda closed the book, sighed inaudibly, and stood up from the comfortable recliner, "Okay, that's all for today's story, you should go to sleep."

"Is the story gone?" Jim asked.He was always the one with more problems.

"No, it's just over for today," she replied. "Let's continue tomorrow, shall we?"

"Okay, Ko-mekh, you need to rest," Spock said.He was the one who listened more carefully.

There was a rustling sound of the quilt, the little boys moved around, and finally found a more suitable sleeping position, and the dark waves finally calmed down. Jim pulled the covers over his face, revealing only his eyes. "Love you, Mom." He whispered, as if confiding a secret.He arches back and curls into Spock's arms, blue eyes smiling.

"I love you too, baby." She turned off the overly bright desk lamp, turned on the gentle and dim wall lamp, and the light yellow light flew into the room like a net.She bent down and tucked the quilt for them, watching them softly.The children gathered in the halo of the wall lamp, like a beautiful dream.She couldn't help but curl her lips, "Who are you guys? Are you elves gifted to me by heaven?"

Spock blinked, and Jim giggled into his arms.

If reality always gathers less and leaves more, is there a dream that you can avoid waking up?The woman hid her sadness in her smile, leaned down and kissed their foreheads one by one, "Good night, little ones, have a good dream."

"Good night, Ko-mekh," Spock said, and straightened his position, closing his eyes.

"You're dreaming too, Mom." Jim rolls over and wraps his arms around Spock like a clingy little koala.Although he answered obediently, he refused to close his eyes, staring at Amanda with bright blue eyes.

Amanda pinched his little cheek, the child's skin was smooth and warm. Amanda pursed her lips: "Close your eyes, Jim, the kid who falls asleep first has strawberry muffins tomorrow."

The food trick has been tried and tested with the blue-eyed boy. Jim closed his eyes immediately.

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Snowed forests are always too quiet, there is no sound at all, they absorb all the noise, and even time is frozen. Amanda came down the stairs with a candlestick in her hand. The candle was flickering, and her shadow was reflected on the wall and moved slowly. Sarek was still waiting for her in the living room, picking up the fairy tale book she hadn't finished last time, seeing her come down and put down the pages: "The children have fallen asleep?"

"Yes." She nodded, "I slept soundly." She put the candlestick on the carved shelf, blew it out with a soft breath, walked to the sofa and sat down.Her husband took her thin shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

"Your bedtime story isn't over yet."

"Yeah, it's only halfway through. Jim always wants to hear more, he's full of energy, he's full of curiosity."

"Too lively at times."

"True, but he's cute. Spock is very different from him."

"Spock is very thoughtful and expressive."

"They were all great."

"You know it's not for long," Sarek said suddenly after a while.

"I know." She rested her head on his shoulder with a little tiredness, "They will leave, just like when they came, disappearing without a trace. They are a secret, an unspeakable dream."

Sarek's body is always warm.He asked in a deep voice, "Even if they choose to leave one day?"

She closed her eyes and opened them again: "...even if they leave."

40. 【Spirk】Please say good night before hibernation

January is very cold.

Sarek took them to the depths of the forest to collect firewood. There was always not enough firewood in the fireplace, and the trees near the cabin were not so suitable for burning. Amanda packed their bags for them and watched them go away. Jim twitters the whole time, and Sarek responds occasionally at first, then lets him do the talking.And Spock just listened quietly, and he was used to writing and directing the little theater in his fantasy.

Among the couples, Amanda is always the one who deals with Ji better.