Star Trek

Chapter 65

Once in Japanese.He is familiar to the flesh and blood.

The boy was quiet and well-behaved when the doctor used strange instruments to examine him, except that he occasionally turned his head with wide blue eyes and seemed to be looking for something——

McCoy turned to look at Kirk from a distance after talking to Kirk, as if hesitating on how to word it better to inform him of the test results.He met his gaze and just shook his head slightly.

He doesn't want to know.At least not now.

He walked over and carried the child off the high bed, and left the hospital port holding his hand.After getting permission from all parties, the child explored the ship with full of curiosity, and even the chief engineer was willing to tell the clever little genius about J's canal.

In the evening when the boy got tired of playing, Uhura sent him back to his room.She looked at him with worried, inquiring eyes, and he cut them off with a good-bye.He's tired of everyone being like this - as if he's going to open the hatch and jump into space any second.

As if he would actually do such a stupid thing.

In fact, he didn't know if he could do it.

He knows everything but refuses to face it.

The child was fast asleep on his bed, breathing steadily, his eyelashes fluttering sweetly.And he sat on the floor all night with his back against the bed.There is moonlight outside the porthole.

Of course he knew that didn't mean they could really see the moon.They are hundreds of millions of light years away from the earth, and they cannot go back.

The boy ran up and down the bridge, his laughter traveling far and wide.Everyone was happy to smile at him and give him candy and trinkets as they passed by.Everyone loves his cute little curly hair, as always.He is smart, flawless, and happy, like a little snowball with unlimited energy, not shrouded in any haze, and no misfortune or tragedy has ever happened to him.

But he is not Chekov.At least not his one.

Chekov is not coming back.

He knew it.

END

64. 【Spirk/Synny】Wake me up with a kiss

Today's weather is excellent, the cloudless sky is as clear as blue, and the warm sunlight falls from the gaps in the leaves like gold leaf.The gatekeeper Scotty gathered a pile of firewood in front of him, straightened up and wiped his sweat, stretched slowly like the little flowers and grasses that had been sleeping all winter at his feet, and sighed: "Spring What a great season."

His fellow chap, Keenser, nodded in agreement.

Scotty squatted down again, to be precise, sat down on the pile of firewood: "Such a wonderful season, if only our princes didn't always want to recruit a princess."

Keenser nodded in agreement again.

Scotty spat: "I won't tell you, anyway, you just nod. What do you know? You don't know anything."

Keenser nodded habitually, but quickly reacted and glared at his companion.

The stared person didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he changed the altitude for the third time in just a few minutes: Scotty bent down and picked up the firewood: "Okay, let's go, let's see what the princesses who came today look like. "

The Kingdom of Enterprise is located in the center of a beautiful endless forest. Although it is far from the fireworks, it is stable and prosperous under the rule of the king and queen - or the king's mate.Now that the two princes have grown up, and the country is peaceful, so the king and queen decided to temporarily put aside the heavy state affairs (seriously, Scotty thinks it is really not complicated to go to the back garden to recite poems and look at each other affectionately every day things) to travel far away, this trip is quite a few years.

Scotty still remembers that when he left, the queen looked at him with his transparent blue eyes, almost tearfully confessing that he would take good care of his two sons; Scotty was almost overwhelmed by the superb acting skills revealed by those eyes Defeated, Keenser could testify, but the king's sneer betrayed him.

Annoyed, the queen put away the tears she was about to shed, and looked at the king unhappy with her arms folded: "Aren't you worried about your son at all?"

The king tidied up his expression: "Of course I am worried, my dear, but they are already in their 20s. They can take care of themselves, and they will also take care of this country one day."

After some method that Scotty didn't know and didn't want to know, the king and queen agreed on the matter, happily got into the carriage hand in hand, and didn't even say goodbye to the children.

So when Scotty went to inform the two princes that morning, he really couldn't bear to see the shocked expressions on their faces: it was an expression, but Prince Spock was not that obvious, he just raised his eyebrows five degrees; but Prince Sylar It was different - he was silent and silent - furious.

But whatever the reaction of the princes, they had to take over the affairs of state when the king and queen left. Scotty is very relieved that the two princes cooperate more tacitly than expected: after all, they have quarreled like all brothers since childhood. If one day they get along peacefully, or one of the princes is sick, or The end of the world is coming.

Scotty was praying it wasn't the latter, he had so many beautiful wagons to convert.

Both princes have reached the legal marriage line this year (Prince Spock is 27, and Prince Sylar is 25), so it's time to choose the right princess.This is a major event, and everyone in the country is recommending suitable candidates: If someone's child is taken by the prince, will he still have to worry about it for the rest of his life?They will have inexhaustible treasures of gold and silver, dazzling diamonds and pearls, silk fabrics, and inexhaustible delicacies, splendor and wealth.

However, judging from the fateful encounter between the king and queen more than 20 years ago, the princes may still not follow the tradition and use their own unique ways to find the person they can spend their lives with.

Prince Spock was going to go out to relax, he was going crazy these two days. Ms. Uhura has been his teacher since he was five years old, and was recruited by the king himself; from teaching him to write, to instilling some principles of how to behave and govern the country from time to time, Ms. Uhura has always done a good job, of course.

But Spock doesn't like it when she whispers in his ear what a fine lady or gentleman his princess is supposed to be - really, Spock doesn't care about that: he doesn't need the right family, the rich family, the elegance Upbringing, he needs a... "feel".

Indeed, he believed in fate.Fate will guide him to the side of his true love, isn't the Queen always teaching him this way?The softness of his character is more similar to that of the queen.

Due to his outstanding attainments in botany, Prince Spock chose a bunch of flowers that could temporarily paralyze people's nerves without causing any harm to the human body, and gave it to Ms. Uhura who came to investigate early in the morning.He knew it was wrong to do so, and he was indeed full of guilt towards the teacher, but he really needed time and space—one’s own—to take a breath.

The bouquet of flowers was purple, shaking her little arms and legs, and giggling. Spock took a deep breath and knocked on the door, waiting for the promise and walking in to offer them to Uhura, his expression sincere and unaffected.Uhura, who was sitting by the bed, was very happy to see them. She took the bouquet with a smile on her face and buried her face in the petals. The flowers smiled and opened their arms to embrace her.

Two minutes later, Uhura fell asleep in Fuchsia's embrace.

Prince Spock helped her to the bed and tucked her under the covers, putting the still giggling flowers aside, and said softly to the sleeping teacher before leaving the room, "I sincerely apologize to you, Ms Uhura."

Prince Spock got the long-lost freedom. He breathed the free air, enjoyed the free caress of the sun, and even the arc of his eyebrows was full of freedom.He found a path from the back of the palace that had never been taken before, and walked along it into the depths of the forest.

Prince Spock is humble, although he is not gentle but polite enough, not only the residents of the border, but even the small animals in the forest like him very much, among which Sulu the raccoon and Chekov the squirrel have known him since childhood.Two fluffy little guys appeared next to Spock at the time agreed a few days ago, jumping left and right to accompany him.

"Spock, Spock," the younger Chekov jumped onto his shoulders, "Did Ms. Uhura let you go?"

Spock was used to the sudden weight, and didn't wobble at all: "Not at all."

"How did the mud slip out?" The little squirrel ate too many nuts, and his tongue curled up a bit.

Seeing that his partner had found a convenient way to move, the raccoon didn't want to walk anymore.So he clasped his paws together and climbed up Spock's pant leg. "You must have stunned Ms. Uhura somehow."

Spock raised an eyebrow, Sulu always guessed what he was doing.He looked down (now in a delicate balance on his left shoulder and right calf): "You guessed right."

"Whoa." The little squirrel exclaimed, its little paws careful not to scratch Spock's fabric, "The mud is really strong. See you

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