Samuel gradually became familiar with the villagers in the village.

Everyone will still respectfully call him Lord Angel, but they will also talk to him about topics other than his illness in their free time, and there will also be bold children who will pull him to play with him.

But Samuel was not used to such a close relationship. He was always a little reserved and would only play with the children for a while when Ilsa was with him.

Yes, he gradually became dependent on Ilsa without even noticing it.

"Brother Angel, let's play hopscotch!" Alec saw Samuel and Ilsa walking on the roadside and ran over like the wind.

Samuel looked down at him in surprise: "Hopscotch?"

"Yes, it's a very fun game!" Alec boldly went to hold the angel's hand. The poor angel subconsciously looked at Ilsa next to him, feeling a little at a loss.

Ilsa put on a serious face and taught Alec a serious lesson: "Alec, don't make things difficult for Lord Angel. Lord Angel is very busy and has no time to play games with you."

"I know, I know, sister Ilsa, let's play by ourselves." Alec stuck out his tongue and ran away with a playful smile. When the other children saw him returning to the team, they happily gathered around him.

Samuel looked at Alec's willow-like back and couldn't help but sigh: "He looks like he has grown a little taller."

Ilsa nodded: "It's all thanks to you."

Alec was originally skin and bones, but now he has grown a thin layer of muscle. Perhaps because he was the first person to be treated by angels, his attitude towards angels was always bolder and more approachable than that of other villagers.

.But angels are not used to humans approaching him without scruples, so whenever Alec approaches like he did just now, angels will always avoid him subconsciously.

"It's not that I don't like them, I just don't know how to get along with them..." Samuel was afraid that Ilsa would misunderstand, so he quickly explained to her in a low voice.

Ilsa smiled reassuringly: "I know, and they all know it too."

Only then did Samuel let out a long sigh of relief.

The two continued walking along the roadside. When the villagers working outside the house saw Samuel, they stopped what they were doing and bowed to him, "Lord Angel."

During this period, the sick villagers have visibly improved under Samuel's treatment and care. Their spirits and complexions have improved a lot, and many patients can go out to work. Everyone sincerely appreciates it from the bottom of their hearts.

I was grateful to the angel, but I had nothing to repay him with, so I could only express my gratitude to him in this simple and sincere way.

Samuel nodded in greeting, with a smile on his face that made Ilsa burst into laughter.

"Ilsa?" Samuel turned to look at her doubtfully, "Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of the school leaders at the military training parade..." Ilsa barely suppressed her smile, but there was still a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

This thin teardrop made her look pitiful, like a delicate and slightly moist rose in the wet night mist.

Samuel looked at her intently, and unexpectedly raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Ilsa was frightened.

What's going on? How could Samuel be so considerate? A guy like him who doesn't like fireworks actually wipes a girl's tears? She must be hallucinating!

"Ilsa, are you okay?" Seeing Ilsa frozen on the spot, Samuel stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Ilsa came back to her senses immediately: "I'm fine."

"That's good."

Samuel relaxed visibly, took one of Ilsa's hands, and started to move forward.

"!!!"

Ilsa looked down at her held hand in shock, and was very sure that something was wrong with Samuel.

"That..." she said hesitantly.

Samuel: "Huh?"

"Lord Angel, why do you want to hold my hand?" Ilsa raised her hand and asked very directly.

Samuel's face turned slightly red: "I think Alec and his friends are doing this..."

Ilsa smiled half-heartedly: "So you think this is a way for friends to express friendship?"

"...Isn't it?" A hint of childlike confusion appeared on the angel's beautiful and innocent face.

Ilsa saw that his confused look was really cute, so she couldn't help but want to tease him.

She raised their linked hands to Samuel's eyes, then spread her fingers, slowly passed through Samuel's fingers, and held hands with his ten fingers.

"That's true for children, but not for people at this stage like us." Ilsa tilted her head to look at him with a faint smile, and there were stars twinkling in her blue eyes, "It's only for lovers to hold hands."

Do you know what it means to be a lover?"

Samuel's eyes became even more confused. He looked straight at the two hands that were holding each other tightly, with a faint pink tint at the base of his ears. "What does lover... mean?"

Ilsa shook her head helplessly.

This is too innocent. Even an angel cannot understand a bit of common sense. The same goes for a goddess, who only cares about giving birth and not raising children, but does not engage in quality education?

"Lover means that you like me and I like you."

Ilsa stretched out her slender index finger, and while explaining patiently, she tapped Samuel's chest, and then pointed at herself.

"You... like me?" Samuel's eyes slowly opened wide, and a thin layer of light red quickly appeared on his fair cheeks.

"..."

Ilsa once again felt helpless: "I'm just making an analogy..."

"...Oh." Samuel lowered his eyelashes in disappointment.

Ilsa: "..."

The two of them continued to walk slowly and silently along the tree stumps on the roadside.

The angel didn't take the initiative to speak anymore. Ilsa could feel that he was in a very low mood, but he didn't take the initiative to loosen the hand that was intertwined with hers.

Was he waiting for her to comfort him? Ilsa thought.

As an activist who never hesitates to show kindness, Ilsa decided to be the first to break this awkward silence.

"Are you angry?" she asked bluntly.

Samuel paused, then stopped.

"Do you think I'm angry?" He frowned slightly, looking confused.

"Isn't it?" Ilsa asked.

Samuel shook his head slowly: "I won't be angry. Angels don't have such emotions. I just feel a little sad."

"sad?"

"Yeah." Samuel responded softly, "Because you don't like me."

Ilsa: "..."

I didn’t expect that your boy would be so straight-up sometimes! Look at what he looks like now, who would have thought that a few hundred years later Samuel would turn into a tsundere with a vicious tongue and a double heart?

Ilsa didn't know how to discuss this issue with him. She turned around and looked at the villagers behind her who were watching them from a distance, and suddenly said:

"You have so many people who like you, but you still feel sad because just one person doesn't like you?"

Samuel nodded naturally: "Yes."

Ilsa raised her eyes funny: "Why?"

"Because that person is you." Samuel stared at her steadily, his pure green eyes like a clear spring, making people intoxicated without even realizing it.

"..."

Ilsa didn't know how to answer. She felt that the angel didn't understand the true meaning of "like", or in his eyes, "like" was as simple as his liking for all humans.

Maybe there is no point in discussing this issue with him.

Ilsa sighed in compromise and followed Samuel's words: "Okay, okay, then I like you too, will you be happy?"

Samuel didn't hear the perfunctory tone in her tone. He was stunned for a moment, and then broke out into a clean and bright smile.

"Thank you, Ilsa."

"...You're welcome." Ilsa felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

After a few days, the condition of the villagers gradually improved under Samuel's careful care, and the lifeless village also regained its vitality bit by bit.

Looking at the villagers whose faces were filled with joy and hope, Samuel felt as if he was also becoming happy along with them.

After he finished his treatment for the day, he gathered all the villagers in the open space of the village. Everyone looked at him with a smile, and the numbness and despair at the beginning had long gone.

"I have called you all together to tell you something." Samuel announced warmly, "Recently, my God sent me to another place, so I will be away for a while."

"Lord Angel, are you leaving us?" Alec's clear and panicked voice came from the crowd.

"No, I'm just leaving temporarily." Samuel smiled gently, "You haven't fully recovered yet. Before that, I won't leave."

"Great! Lord Angel will not leave us!"

"Lord Angel, you must come back soon!"

"Lord Angel, we will wait for you!"

The villagers shouted enthusiastically, and this enthusiasm was infected with Ilsa, and even she couldn't help but smile.

Samuel noticed Ilsa standing behind the crowd. He waved away the gathered villagers, and then slowly walked to her alone.
To be continued...