Love under the guardianship of an angel

Silent night. On a whim, I would randomly select one of the discs I've seen at home to review it, so one day I went to the City of Angels to watch it again. Nicolas Cage, who is dressed in black, always has a silent and forbidding expression in the first half of the film. Take the dead souls and guide them on the way to heaven. That's his job. "What's your favorite?" he always asked. A little girl who died of persistent high fever, a middle-aged man who died of a heart attack. The eyes of the dying man saw the silent angel in the room.
And she. The doctor who fought with him every second to snatch the dead, the woman who broke down and cried because the patient died on the operating table. He saw her powerlessness and fragility, the tears running down her cheeks. His eyes were tender and pitiful, but her moist eyes pierced his face and looked into the void.
He does not exist. in her world.

He finally showed up so she could see him. But... he couldn't feel her touch. Her fingers trembled slightly in his palm, he gently stroked her thin face, his lips touched her tenderly when he kissed her... He couldn't feel any of these. He still doesn't belong in her world. He finally understood when she screamed and screamed. Now he is a passer-by in her world, not a dependency.
What a despairing thing this is.

He finally jumped down from the tall building. In the bustling and bizarre city, the figure of a black man fell from a height. There is a tremendous pressure that makes you breathless. However, when he finally stood up again, when he saw the dark red winding down on his palm, when he felt pain—for the first time, the real pain that he felt as a "person", at that moment, the expression on this man's face remained silent. The man's face was full of ecstasy, like a child. Such a happy and distressed expression.
At that moment, he truly existed as a "human" in her world.

But the beauty of the world is short-lived, like a flash of fireworks. The slow-moving shots, the warm mottled light and shadow, and the truck that suddenly appeared - when he hugged the dying woman in his arms, his pain was so great that it roared and cut into my heart. My distressed angel, you gave up eternal life and heaven so resolutely, and said so firmly that you have no regrets, no regrets. So beautiful, so beautiful.

Angels gather by the sea at sunrise to close their eyes and listen to the chanting of heaven. He appeared, appeared as a human being. Take off all your clothes and jump into the icy, clear waters without hesitation, swimming freely between the tumbling waves.

At that moment, I saw again, the innocent and happy smile on his face like a child.

If you meet someone you love very much, will you give up heaven for him?
Or, where he is, is the real heaven...

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