What happened to Isaac?

Isaac fell into a daze for a moment.

He felt that all of this was in a trance like a dream. How could a person die suddenly?Xavier's illness was so sudden that even a dull angel could vaguely feel that something was wrong.

"Typhoid fever, it's some kind of disease anyway. Carbon-based organisms may die suddenly at any time, nothing surprising."

When Isaac asked, he got only such vague answers.Soon, he got tired of false words, and turned to those angels of power who served on the earth, but they all kept silent.There was even an Angel Quan from the East End of London who said, "Do you want me to be detained? Get out!"

The next day someone came to talk to Isaac.

"Why are you pestering me?" the angel of power asked him.

"I just want to know the truth."

"The truth?" Angel Quan's expression seemed to have heard a word he had never seen before.

"You want me to be responsible for him!" Isaac's voice grew louder uncontrollably, "In the end, my mission ended in a muddle-headed way. What do you mean?"

"But as far as I know, no one will hold you accountable if you can make Isaac an angel. Why are you angry?"

"Yes, myself. How could I act like nothing happened—like you?"

"Of course, of course, oops, calm down first, listen to me? I know you have a deep relationship with that human child. I must point out that this is wrong, but I am not here to preach to you today. Can angel Isaac , drink a glass of water first. You see, in fact, we are not like what you said 'as if nothing happened', is heaven so indifferent? Please, you are also an old man in heaven, you know that these nonsense are rumors from hell They came up to subvert the stable situation in heaven. You soldiers, fighting against demons is very hard, right? It’s good to not have to go to the earth now, after all, it’s so far away. If you want to travel, there are many other planets you can go to. Look, As long as you put a pinch of rose fertilizer in your pocket as a ticket, you can watch a sunset with the "little prince" on the asteroid B612... Do you know the little prince? His hair is also golden, as It's the same as your child. Blonde hair is too common. As long as you see it enough, you will forget who is who. Hey, Isaac. I have said so much, why do you still have a face of bitterness and hatred? To be an angel is to be happy Happy, don’t think so much during the rest time. I will apply for some compensation for you here, and I will remind you to check it in about three working days, okay, go back.”

This angel of power talked too much, and he was always smiling, which made Isaac so angry that he couldn't breathe out, and it slowly extinguished.He was pushed out of the reception room in a daze, and it felt like heaven was not so bad, as the angel said, until——

Until he saw the so-called "compensation".

They rescinded his punishment, reinstated his vacation, reissued his stipend; then, his resume was clean and blank again, as if the Archangel Isaac never traveled to Earth and was never punished for saving a human child ——Is my experience all false?Could it be, Isaac thought, that the kid named Langdon Xavier didn't exist because it wasn't put on paper?

Isaac discovered that, for some reason, Heaven had never considered his psychology, but simply assumed that he was afraid of responsibility or dissatisfied with his salary.Don't other angels have spiritual needs?Have they never cared about anyone, never experienced love and pain other than material things?

Isaac thought of Xavier again. When he was young, sometimes he would talk to Isaac alone in the room. The beginning would always be: "Angel, are you there?" Lying on the bed, muttering, falling asleep while talking, with wet tears in the corners of his eyes, and the angel with empty soul couldn't even touch him.

Isaac kept thinking, what would it be like to be able to hug Xavier, even for a moment?Will his hair be smoother than the wind?As he grows taller and more handsome, will the lips of countless people he will kiss in the future be softer than a petal?

Isaac thought that he would see Xavier leave his father with his younger sister, have a wife and a bunch of children, and he would no longer think of the thrill of his life hanging by a thread when he was a child.Someday in the future, when it is time for him to close his eyes, as the angel of power, Isaac will be the first to know, and he will take his hand and tell him not to be afraid, and let the angel of death take him away, just as he mistakenly took him the first time. He snatched it from the hand of death.

Isaac imagined many, many kinds of endings, not including the present one.He had a hunch that something injustice had happened to his boy, and he was kept in the dark, and there was nothing he could do.

Later, everyone in the heaven knew that there was a mad angel, who asked everyone: "Do you know what happened in London on Earth in 1534? I have a coordinate, the time is..."

Some angels made a detour to avoid him, some pushed him away, and some laughed and told him that the Dragons attacked London that day; when it rained, eight hours of boiling water fell ;Gluttony ate Henry VIII...

Only the presiding judge Gast said in a passing pass: "Landon Xavier died of cholera."

The relentless pursuit of the energy angel Isaac finally alarmed the adult at the top, so the voice of God came to talk to Isaac.

Isaac's eager defense can be heard through the crack of the door:

"I'm not a spy, and I don't want to subvert heaven or anything. I have no ambitions! I just want to know why he died and where he was buried?"

When he spoke, his voice was almost choked, but the voice of God sitting opposite him was like a sculpture carved out of stone, and his expression did not waver in the slightest.

"...cholera," said Isaac, "in the whole of England, only one block of people was infected with cholera. The next day, the polluted water was restored to cleanliness. The plague killed 49 people, one of whom was Lan Den Xavier."

There was a crack in the indifferent expression of Voice of God, he raised his eyelids and looked at Isaac: "So?"

"Cholera didn't come to England until the nineteenth century," said Isaac. "It was an accident." He bit the word "accident" hard, as if trying to chew it up.

"Who told you? I told you, can make Isaac, these are the words of hell—"

"I'm stupid, but at least I can read," Isaac said with a sneer. "I've read everything I can see."

The Voice of God frowned and looked at him, before saying after a while, "...what do you want?"

"I want to know the truth."

"You already know enough about this 'accidental' cholera?"

Later, the Voice of God always talked about that day, and he would never forget the firm and paranoid green eyes of the angel sitting across from him.If there is anyone who dares to do everything to get to the root of the problem, it may be someone with such eyes.

"You should be thankful that the cells are full," said the Voice of God. "Sit here and I will ask."

The voice of God left the room, and 10 minutes later, he came back and asked, "Are you sure you must know?"

"I'm sure."

So the Voice of God took out a contract and a needle with a blue liquid in it and put it on the coffee table in front of him: "This is a confidentiality agreement, inject it into the vein, and after it takes effect, you can start listening to what I'm going to say next." After the injection, you have to keep everything you know today a secret, and you have to accept our unconditional additional confidential content, is that okay?"

The reckless energy angel finished signing, picked up the needle and was about to pierce his arm, as if he never considered the possibility of it being fatal.Instead, the voice of God stopped him: "You have to set a sentence to replace the content that needs to be kept secret. You don't need to tell me, just think about it in your heart when you inject."

Isaac asked, "What's the weather like in London now?"

"It's raining again in London," said the Voice of God.