What happened to Isaac?

Xavier couldn't wear all of Xavier's original underwear because there was something on his body that an angel shouldn't have.He had thought of going out and buying new ones himself, but the thought of not wearing underwear made him embarrassed to step out of the threshold, so he had to send Daisy and her husband to do it for him.

Xavier saw the servant hurry away with an umbrella from the window.It had been raining since early in the morning, pattering and splashing into the house.

After closing the window, the sound of the rain knocking on the window suddenly subsided, the air in the bedroom was very gloomy, the wallpaper was damp, the damn weather.Xavier was sitting on the bed playing with the dog tag. It was a small piece of iron half the size of a palm, with blunt corners. Although it had been treated with anti-rust, rust was still growing quietly; there was no name or any valid information on it, only engraved A coordinate for East London.

Why did he leave such a thing, he served in the army?But only human beings care so much about their own identities. The more short and fragile life is like a mayfly, the more desperately they want to carve themselves into stone.Xavier remembers thinking about enlisting when he was still alive, mainly because he could avoid his alcoholic father in the barracks...why didn't he go later?Can't remember much.Maybe it's because there is a half-sister in the family.Xavier suddenly wasn't sure.Does this sister really exist?

Human life is too far away from him, and Xavier no longer thinks he is still a human being a century ago; but for more than 200 years, he has not successfully found a place in heaven.Every time he reports at the end of the year, he feels like a brick that has been inserted into the wrong hole, or a letter without an address. They look down on him. There are other planets.

Xavier has no true friends, but he has plenty of money, and now he wants a roommate who is still alive in a few hundred years and can get along with him.Of course it might not just be roommates.After that strange dream, Xavier could no longer deceive himself, he knew that the eyes he looked at Isaac did not belong to an angel, but a man.

Besides, it never ends well for people who ignore jealous advice, and for whatever reason, Xavier wants to get Isaac back.

He decided to take a few hours a day to do this, but finding a demon who did not commit crimes was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. Scotland Yard handles too many cases every day, and I am afraid that there will be no gains here.Xavier had to go into battle himself—let Daisy patch his shirts and trousers, take off his watch, change his leather shoes, put on his coarse hat, walk with his eyes on his toes, and never look at anyone. be recognized.Xavier remembers the man saying once that his hair was shining like gold, and now saying, "Fuck off, yellow-haired boy."

Every day, he took a car to the East End, wandering around the place where he saw Isaac last time, the biggest obstacle was those gangsters on the street.A young man like him is very dangerous in East London. Beauty is doomed, and only the Queen's head on the pound can protect him.

Xavier, who has lived in Kensington for two lifetimes, has not encountered harassment for a long time, so the second time he hired a bodyguard to follow him from a distance.The money was spent on finding Isaac, but if Isaac was still around, no bodyguard was more reassuring than a strong demon.

Xavier's heart aches for every penny spent, every shirt worn out because of patches, and his desire to find Isaac as soon as possible has never been more urgent.

"I hope you can recall a man who was tall, about 6 feet, with a non-native accent..."

Behind this long list of descriptions is an indispensable magic question: "tobacco or cigarettes?" It can make everyone's memory instantly extraordinary.Most small shop owners have seen such a red-haired middle-aged man. The old man who rented the turntable said he liked jazz, and the wife of the breakfast shop said he ate apple pie in the morning; someone saw him sleeping on a park bench at night, and Some say he's staying at the mob boss's hotel.These people insist on their own opinions, and it seems that Isaac's activities have no rules at all.

So Xavier changed direction and asked the informant to track the gang leader, which was much easier than tracking the devil. Xavier went to the camp every time, but always found nothing.The good news is that the relationship between Isaac and this guy is probably not that good, so Xavier doesn't have to do technical work such as fighting for love.

Two weeks later, there was still no progress in the search. Xavier found out what color underwear the gang leader was wearing, but he couldn't even see Isaac.Moreover, several informants unfortunately died heroically under the charm of the succubus, and their brains were full of pink bubbles for several days. What's more, they got married in a daze and went back to the countryside overnight to farm.

Xavier felt very melancholy.

Reason told him that he could not go on living in such a time-wasting life every day, but because of too much investment and the warnings of jealousy chanting in his ears, he couldn't stop the loss in time at all, so he could only Work hard and follow the gang leader.

Why does this trash eat, drink and have fun every day?Every time he returned empty-handed, Xavier's heart played a murder symphony on a loop.

Ah Choo!Isaac sneezed.

**

That night, Xavier went to the camp as usual.There is a poorly decorated song and dance hall between the low houses, usually holding dances, and occasionally setting up a temporary stage and turning it into a smoking concert.

When he squeezed into the crowd, the soprano on the stage was singing Mozart's Magic Flute, which made his ears ring.

Among the crowd, Xavier saw Isaac at a glance.He leaned against the wall, his eyes didn't know where to fall, and the orange-red smoke in his hand flickered and flickered.

The angel passed through the crowd, his face obscured by the smoke—he was so close that Isaac saw him.

The succubus, like an animal stunned by headlights, just watched Xavier walking towards him, motionless until the soot hit the toes of his shoes.

Xavier opened his mouth to say something, but Isaac didn't hear clearly.In a noisy environment, it is necessary to get close to the conversation, which is the distance where the breath will spill on the face.

Can I borrow a fire?Xavier asked.

Isaac hurriedly matched the cigarette butt with Xavier's. Xavier's hands were on fire, and the tail ring flickered under the faint sparks. For some reason, these hands made Isaac feel very sexy.Xavier seems to have changed somewhere.And not far behind him, the man he just met this afternoon pierced his eyes, which was neither painful nor itchy, but hard to ignore.

"Who is that?" Xavier asked.

Isaac didn't respond to him: "Why do you come to this kind of place to join in the fun?"

"And why did you run away like that?"

"You do not need me."

Xavier gazed at him patiently.Isaac turned his head away, his eyes were still glued to himself, which made him feel guilty.

"...I don't know," Isaac corrected, "maybe, I mean, I got some drinks in the middle of the night."

"Me too."

"what?"

"I don't know why I put so much effort into finding you," Xavier said. "I'm not sure you're worth it. Am I drunk too?"

At this time, the female singer on the stage uttered an instrumental high-pitched coloratura. Xavier took a puff of cigarette, looked at the man through the smoke cloud, lowered his head and put his lips next to Isaac's ear: "Isaac, what do you think of such an opening?" ?”

Isaac was silent for a moment, muttering a curse word.

Xavier thought he was rejected, but then Isaac's actions gave him the answer directly - he pulled him and pushed the crowd away. For a moment, the crowd was like waves, pushing them back, but the footsteps continued to move forward. It was as if the whole world stood still except for the two of them.

Drilling out the back door is a secluded alley, and the wooden door blocks all the noise in the room, and above their heads is the starless night.

"Look at me," Xavier said.

Isaac did.

"Close your eyes."

This made Isaac hesitate, but he still closed his eyes: "If you slap me, I will beat you."

Then he heard Xavier's laughter, even a young man's laughter.What laughing?He is not very happy.

Isaac felt Xavier staring at him, and leaned closer, his breath brushing against his face.Immediately afterwards, two soft things stuck to his lips tentatively——Isaac opened his eyes in fright, and didn't say anything for a while.

"I'll try it," Xavier said, "it doesn't seem too bad."

Maybe Xavier wants to say something else, it doesn't matter.Before he could say the rest of the words, Isaac grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against the wall, gagging him.The kiss was menacing, but it seemed to be different from the one in the prison. Not a single tooth was hurt, and Xavier only felt the softness of the succubus' tongue.

After the sticky kiss was over, both of them were breathless, Isaac rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately against his, and asked, "Did I warn you not to provoke me?"

"No," said Xavier, "and you're the one who keeps messing with me."

"Then you're done."

"It was horrible," Xavier said.

**

Xavier didn't come by car, and it was late.It's a long way to go from the East to the West-Central.

Isaac suggested getting a bottle of wine, and Xavier agreed.The pair had an on-the-spot argument over what to drink, and Xavier surrendered after Isaac threatened to rape him with his ass, so it was whiskey that ended up being bought.Xavier doesn't think it's a good idea to drink high alcohol at this time, and he is not happy at all when he pays.

It's time to go home, yes, it's time to go home.The two of them, like a pair of toddlers, staggered down the street next to each other.After a long time, Isaac suddenly laughed silly, and Xavier asked him why he was laughing?He just shook his head.

"By the way, Isaac." Only then did Xavier think of taking out the dog tag from his pocket and returning it to Isaac. Seeing him bow his head and hang it back around his neck, Xavier couldn't help but think of the angel at the evidence department returning the dog tag, That sentence: "You are Langdon Xavier?" and the inquiring eyes, as if there is something related to him, but he is the only one in the world who doesn't know.

……

They didn't get a car until the horizon was white. The two of them slumped on the chairs, unable to speak. I don't know how those lovers in the novel insisted on talking and laughing while walking such a long way. After all, even the angel And the demons are exhausted.

After a while, Isaac hiccupped and sat up suddenly: "How can I explain it to Daisy?"

There was an awkward silence.

"Small problem," Xavier said with a drunken look on his face, extremely confident, "the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge."

It was daylight when we got home, and Daisy was waiting in the house early, wondering where Xavier had gone.As soon as she opened the door and saw Isaac, the poor middle-aged woman first came up to touch his face in disbelief, and then screamed.

"Take it easy, take it easy! Well, Daisy, it's the way it is..." said Xavier.Alcohol seriously affected his sanity, and he began to talk nonsense.

I don't know how she understood, but the eyes she looked at the two of them gradually became extremely sympathetic.

"Well, Mr. Wilde has just passed away not long ago." She patted Xavier's shoulder in relief. "The world is far from being so tolerant, let alone between cousins..."

"Wait, sorry, wait a minute?"

Xavier hastily interrupted this terrible brainstorming.I don't know how Daisy understood it, but he thought that Xavier and Isaac were a couple. He asked Isaac to change his face into a stranger by feigning death, so as to avoid the embarrassment of brotherly incest.

"Isn't it?" said Daisy, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so talkative!"

For the sake of the mental health of fragile human beings, she cannot be allowed to know the truth. There is no better explanation than this.Xavier thought about it for a while, then nodded in humiliation: "You guessed right, Daisy. I hope you don't say anything."

Daisy nodded again and again, looking very touched.

There was a chichichi sound from the side, and Xavier fumbled and bumped into Isaac, the strange sound stopped for a while, and then "chichichi" started again.

"I think of happy things." Isaac looked innocent.

As we all know, if one lie is told, a hundred lies must be told to make it back.Because he was forced to admit his relationship with Isaac, Xavier couldn't refuse Daisy's enthusiastic move of Isaac's pillow to the master bedroom. Xavier was a little nervous when he thought of sleeping with Isaac in the future.

Daisy made a pot of hot tea for the two of them to sober up, put water in the bathroom, and suggested that they take a bath and have a good rest.

"Would you like to take a shower with me?" Isaac asked.

Xavier sternly refused without thinking.

"It's boring."

Isaac went into the bathroom first, and he found that all his toiletries were left on the shelf, and the tooth cup was turned upside down to prevent dust from accumulating inside.Although he knew that Daisy might have done it by hand, these small details still touched his heart.

While Isaac was in the shower, Xavier wrote a letter saying he had the flu and put off all the business for the day.When the angel came out of the wash, he found that Isaac was wearing a pair of underpants, lying on the bed reading a picture book, his tail was wagging, and the cat was lying on his sunken waist.

Isaac waited and waited but did not wait until Xavier came to bed, only heard the sound of wiping his hair intermittently.

"I see you like a fucking little girl," Isaac said, "will do anything but go to bed."

The sound of rubbing heads stopped: "There is more than one thing to do in this world, okay?"

"You can't expect me to understand this, Sister Langdon, I am a succubus."

"What, what?" Xavier raised his voice. "What did you call me?"

"Sister Langdon. Sister Langdon is as pure as a lily of the valley. She has no desires or desires, and she has never heard or told dirty jokes."

"Why can't I?" Xavier jumped onto the bed angrily, "I know very well, let me think about it."

Then there was no text for a long time.

forget it.Isaac smiled and said, go to sleep, forget it.

"No, no, I remember one, I heard it from a Frenchman," Xavier said, "when the lady was dying, the general held her hand tenderly. The lady confessed: 'My dear , before I die, I want to confess to you that I have cheated twice in our marriage.'

"'Twice?' said the general. 'It's no big deal. But with whom?'

'The first time was with the doctor,' said the madame, 'and the second time was with your artillery regiment. 'Hahahaha... Oh my god, I'm so carried away.How can I tell you this kind of thing? "

Xavier looked annoyed momentarily, and Isaac burst out laughing.

"Is it that funny?" Xavier asked.

"very funny."

Isaac tucked the drawing book under his pillow and lay down, winking at the angel.Xavier hesitated, and lay down as well, and the succubus moved to stick up.Xavier felt his back touch the soft chest, he blushed, buried his head in the pillow, and thought dizzily:

Never drink with Isaac again.

*Underwear: The underwear at this time is not the tight triangle/boxer we wear now, it is a bit like normal shorts, but the opening where the penis can be exposed is buttoned.After all, I haven't worn it and I don't understand it very well, but I thought about it a little bit. Although it is very loose, the tightness should still be more important.

*Oscar Wilde: Thank you, I have been dead for 21 years, don't cue

*"Madam... Artillery Corps": I saw this joke in Fahonghei, it's so funny, it completely pleases the common people like me.

King Jing Xavier is still really fragrant after all.But the dick is still the dick of Langdon's sister, and the sexy milf is still sitting on the side, and the British Liu Xiahui