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Vincenzo is the son of Mr. Galileo. He has a very common name, just like mine.
Mr. Galileo was placed under house arrest by the church, that was the time when I first met him.
Even though Mr. Galileo is knowledgeable, and a deep obsession to the sky. He will also grow old and die like other ordinary people, including me.
After I’ve met him, I found out that he was actually versatile. Astronomy is just the most famous of his many hobbies and identities.
I really like his eyes. He used these eyes to observe the starry sky and found the four natural satellites of Jupiter, the traces of Mars in the sky. Some people call him a starry sky observer.
I have to admit... That's a good title. Those people do a good job except science, but I never expect them to understand His work. Because of the church, many people think that heliocentric is paganism, and we astronomers are also persecuted. Fortunately, Mr. Galileo and some people in the church used to be old friends, so the punishment was much lighter.
Our first meeting was in Mr. Galileo's living room, when he was already blind and his pupils were no longer focused on anything. His health is not that good either. I was only a little over 16 years old at that time. I sat at the opposite side of him. The fire in the stove was strong, and warm.
Like the coffee in my hand... bitter, but rich...warm and comfortable...
It's too late for me to know him. I'm in the flowering season of mankind, and he is about to usher in the end of his life.
I wish I could come to this world earlier and meet him earlier; I pray to God, talk to him, and complain to him. I know this is an immutable fact, but what if God really exists?
"You shouldn't be so greedy." My remaining reason warned me, but people are insatiable.
"You should be satisfied once you can meet him." Yes, although Italy is not really big, it is also the arrangement of fate to meet him among so many people.
"Vivi"
"Sir"
'If I can... I want time to stay at this moment...'
I was awakened by the familiar call from my mind, and all my fantasies dissipated like the fog in the morning. I looked up and looked straight into a pair of light gray eyes.
Somehow, after our death, we were taken to a place similar to the future. We seem to have been resurrected, but the injuries before death have left traces on us, always reminding us of the suffering we have suffered.
He was blind before his death, so his eyes changed from the original gray-green to light gray, like the deep mountain forest shrouded in thick morning fog; like the white smoke produced by the burning trees during the bush fire.
"Vivi, we're here."
He grabbed my hand and we got off the subway together. The station was full of people. I held his hand tightly for fear that the waves of the crowd would take him away from me again.
We walked out of the station, walked beside the traffic. The busy scene of the world seemed to have nothing to do with us. We were just passers-by brought back by the world. We have finished that hurried life, and what we need to do now is to enjoy the neglected leisure time.
I was taken to Mr. ’s current residence.
Mr.Galileo now lives with Mr. Kepler from Germany, and they had adopted Isaac Newton, a British scientist, economist and mathematician, who was also get brought back. However, because he has just returned, he is still a child, so it is up to him to take care of and protect him.
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I met Isaac in Mr.Galileo’s study. He sat alone on the small sofa in the room, holding a book about electric energy and its operating principles, methods and processes. Hearing the sound at the door, he raised his head from the book or regarded me as Mr. Galileo . His eyes were full of expectation and excitement. When he saw me, the excitement in his eyes turned into joy and surprise, but he didn't have the enthusiasm just now.
"Good afternoon, Uncle Vinnie."
"Good afternoon, Isaac."
"Has Mr. Galileo come back with you?"
"He's downstairs."
7.
We don't have much related in history, so our conversations sound very cold. I remember Mr. Galileo said that Isaac, a scientist, his father was died when he was a child, his biological mother's remarriage made him grumpy, and suffered from depression in his later years. His emotions may be a little sensitive and not very good, so we have to pay attention to his emotions when chatting with him, to make certain adjustments, and don't force him to socialize with others, chat and so on.
8.
We chatted for a while, and Isaac seemed to be in a good mood, and we had a good chat.
Isaac is a good child, and his experiences are a little heartbreaking. Almost everyone knows about his and Leibniz's "copyright battle", but after all, this is their time, and we can't say anything about it.
"Uncle Vinnie"
"What's the matter?"
"You... haven't met Mr. Kepler yet, have you?"
"Well, I'm going to stay with Mr.Galileo for a few days this time, so I may have a chance to meet the famous Mr. Kepler today."
I don't have much malice to Mr. Kepler, but after all, he's a man that even Mr. can attract, I got to pay more attention to it.
"I feel that you and Mr. Kepler will not seem to be able to get along well..." Newton looked at Viviani and was a little helpless.
"!" A figure appeared at the door and rushed straight on Viviani .