What happened to Isaac?

London is a place that loves to rain.

A can angel visiting London thinks so.He was walking on the street, wet all over, not knowing where to go.He asked from a passerby that it was 1522, a time when human civilization was quite young.This place called "London" was even more chaotic than his bedroom.

"Your accent is very strange, where are you from?" the passer-by asked him.

"I," said the able angel, "I come from heaven."

"Ha ha! You're very interesting. So you're an angel, aren't you?"

"Ah, it's an angel."

"Hey!" The man laughed, "Then, is Mr. Angel here to understand the people's sentiments?"

"No, I'm here to travel."

"Tourism? Here, the East End?"

"Yes."

The Archangel answered every question with seriousness, and he looked strangely frightening as he said nonsense with such seriousness.The man was just joking, but when he found out that Neng Angel didn't mean to be joking, he immediately showed a disturbed expression, found an excuse and walked away quickly.

I really came down from heaven to travel, can the angel think.As for why he came here, that is really a long story.

After the end of the war, Angel Can was given several months of vacation. According to regulations, he could take three relatives and friends to travel abroad, but he had no friends and didn't know where to go.

So he slept through the first week of the holiday.On the morning of the second Monday, someone knocked on his door, and there were three cherubs standing outside the door, asking him: "Hello, uh, the three of us want to go to the earth to investigate and have no vacation, do you mind borrowing the vacation?" Do we use it?"

Neng Angel refused without even thinking about it.He didn't know what the so-called earth was, and he didn't want to go out.

"Wait, wait, don't close the door," said one of the cherubs, "we'll show you, the Earth is fun--lovely little blue star, look."

As he spoke, he took out the tablet and showed Neng Angel a few landscape pictures.

"I like this," the Angel said with an interested look, pointing to the pyramid, "it looks delicious."

"...this is not edible, and it's not as small as it looks in the picture. It's very grand, a kind of architecture."

"You mean the house?"

"Yes, it is."

"It's boring," Neng Angel said decisively, "I won't go."

He closed the door resolutely this time, fell on the bed, and heard one of the three cherubs knocking on the door and pleading: "Please, brother, you know how important the opportunity of investigation is to us... "

The door was firmly closed, just like the expression of the angel of energy.

"Please."

Hearing this, Energy Angel's ears gradually perked up.It's not that he has any abnormal desire to control, he has a very small problem, that is, he can't listen to soft words.

After all, it's just a matter of little effort... He thought, opened the door, and asked, "Are you really willing to show me around?"

He got an affirmative answer.

**

When they came to the earth, the three angels patiently answered all kinds of stupid questions of the angels at the beginning, but soon, the impatience that belongs to the character of the wise men prevailed, and they each found their reasons and ran away. There is no shadow, and Isaac is left alone here, on a small, uncivilized and desolate island nation.

Can Angel not feel very angry or lost or anything.They will always be deceived, and it is good to get used to this kind of thing.

He was walking around, feeling that the earth was boring.The people here are not ugly, but everyone is dressed in rags, smells bad, and talks non-stop, and the translators in their ears can't keep up with their speech speed.

The energy angel wanted to open any door and jump down to the bottom of the ladder to heaven, but before he could hold the doorknob of a bakery, a little boy with yellow hair bumped into his leg.

"Ouch!" cried the boy.He got up quickly, glared at Angel Neng, picked up the scattered newspapers beside him, and left.

"I'm sorry." It took quite a while for the angel to search for the correct answer to this situation, but the boy had already walked a long way, actively pestered a man in more decent clothes, and stuffed it into his hand. A newspaper, stretched out an index finger and gestured, showing a pleading look.

The boy is very beautiful, even if he is not from the earth, even the angels think so.The boy had soft blond hair and blue eyes, with a frown and pout that was heartbreakingly pathetic.The man he was entangled in gave him a purse and hurried away with the newspaper.The boy was very happy at first, and when he opened the purse, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurried after him again.

Can the angel hear him say: "These are not enough, sir... my father..."

This time, the man who was being chased didn't show any mercy to him.The man cursed a local and gave the boy a hard push. The newspaper scattered like snowflakes and the boy fell in the middle of the road.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, pulling the carriage and galloping.The coachman saw the child in the middle of the road, but he had no intention of pulling the horse. The crowd around screamed. The boy seemed to be shocked, and he sat there in a daze.

The angel's reaction was faster than reason, he swooped over, rolled over to the opposite side with the boy in his arms, hit his head hard against the mailbox on the side of the road, the carriage whizzed past him, and the wheels crushed a corner of his clothes, nothing Pause and sail into the distance.

Without him, what the wheels run over is more than a piece of cloth?Angels are afraid of the cruelty of human beings.Even some demons will take pity on the cubs, but humans...he can't understand why humans are like this at all.Archangel is an alien interstellar visitor who has no idea what class means on Earth.

Nengang hugged the boy, feeling the little thing trembling in his arms, hugging him was like holding a cluster of flames, which might be extinguished at any time.

Can Angel awkwardly helped the boy up, touched his head, and wiped away the tears on his face, Can Angel couldn't even imagine how gentle he was showing at that time.

"Are you in pain?" he asked, "Why are you crying all the time, are you going to die?"

The boy froze for a moment, and was amused by his strange words.

"You saved me." The boy said firmly.

"No..." Angel Neng stood up suddenly as if being scalded, bewildered, like a child who suddenly realized that he had made trouble, "This is not in compliance, I, I have to go..."

"What, hello!" The boy caught up with him and stuffed a newspaper into his hand, "Thank you, here you are!"

The angel was holding the newspaper, but he couldn't understand any of the symbols on it, and he didn't know what the boy meant.Later he would learn that there are things that can be given to those you like, but at the time, he mistook gratitude for a certain price.

So Neng Angel said helplessly, "Okay."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, squeezed out a brand new sixpence from the empty pocket, and placed it solemnly in the boy's palm.