heaven bird

T-bag spread his limbs and lay on the ground in embarrassment, and smiled at the only savior of his world, "Missusomuch, myhero."

The corners of Michael's lips raised slightly, and he did not speak. He recovered his indifferent expression and looked at Abel, who was lying on the other side and clutching his wound. Slow and painful gestures die with Eden.

"Cough--" Abel opened his mouth and breathed hard, the oxygen could no longer enter his lungs, and the pain could be imagined.

Michael leaned down and took out the remote control device from the inner pocket of his clothes. Abel exhaled in pain, looked at him and mocked, "boring... ordinary people's... kindness..."

"We will eventually return to the ordinary." Michael looked at Abel indifferently. For this man, this may be the most painful and unwilling thing for him. Returning to being inactive, no one noticed, walking through the subway station in a cheap suit, Living a mediocre life of worrying about trivial matters in life from nine to five is probably the most unbearable loneliness for him.

Michael stepped right over him, walked back to T-bag, and held out his hand.

"Are you asking me to dance, hero."

"To shut up."

T-bag blinked his sweaty eyelashes, forced himself to focus his gaze on Michael's face, and raised his arms, "Well, even if I had to die, I'd rather die in a place far away from that schizophrenia. "

Two hands clasped in the air.

Michael picked him up and helped him walk step by step. Although the explosion had stopped, the previous explosions had caused a small area of ​​fire, and what was worse was that the fire was spreading and expanding due to the closure of Eden.

T-bag struggled to stand up, the sweat almost slipped from his forehead to his chin, he let out a breath, "Ha...surviving adversity is your specialty, Bonnie, Clyde's life is in your hands. (Note)"

"..." Michael was silent, frowning and looking around, he found that the gate of the Garden of Eden was surrounded by prisoners who were trying to get out. They pushed the people behind them to those crazy guys while pushing forward. He said, as if he wanted to squeeze open the huge iron gate with his physical body.

It would be difficult for him to go out alone, let alone with Bagwell, who had difficulty walking in a straight line.

T-bag leaned on Michael's shoulder in a daze, watching the blood gushing from his own wound seep into the other's clothing bit by bit, he laughed strangely, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction , "I just want to give it a try. You see, for you to go to jail or something, I am still not as beautiful as the doctor. Do you think it will be better if I get a breast augmentation..."

Michael still ignored him, he thought, if there is no way to get out here, they have to go back to the warden's office, the old guy who is afraid of death has always kept a safe passage for himself, he frowned and looked at T-bag Although the other party was always smiling, he suspected that he would not be able to go up to the second floor.

But there was no other way, Michael could only hold the T-bag up the stairs step by step, feeling that the hand holding the other was so warm and humid that it was a little slippery, he was not at all willing to look down to see whether it was sweat or blood.

After finally walking to the second floor, Michael found that the door of the office was locked. That old guy who was greedy for life and afraid of death, Michael thumped the door and shouted, "Damnit!"

Michael looked down. The lock was deformed by the heat in the Garden of Eden, and it was impossible to pry it open. He supported the T-bag and kicked the door hard a few times to see if it didn't open, and clicked angrily. , had to put the T-bag aside, and hit it hard again.

The T-bag of the oil bottle person leaning against the wall is quite leisurely and natural. He has been covering the wound on his stomach, otherwise running with his intestines in his hands would be more than bloody, which can be described simply. Drowsy, sleep almost turned into a soft temptation, "... why don't you think about throwing away the T-bag, baby."

"Shutup!" Michael finally broke out and turned around and grabbed the collar of the T-bag with both hands. The distance between them was so close that they seemed to be kissing. Michael felt sweat dripping into his eyes, and his voice was almost panicked. , "If you dare to die in front of me now, I will tear your intestines out of your throat, tie a bow on you, and hang you at the door of Audrey's house!"

T-bag seemed to be taken aback, opened his eyes wide, and was silent for a few seconds, he smiled weakly and coughed up a little blood, "Baby... Actually, you just need to say frankly that you don't want me to die Now, T-bag's head needs to think for a long time to understand this in such a roundabout way."

So T-bag raised his hand to eliminate the last bit of distance between them, and pressed against Michael's soft lips. This slightly bloody and smoky kiss was unexpectedly gentle and lingering. He finally touched the other's forehead, Feeling that there was a chaotic gray and black in front of my eyes when I opened it, I simply closed my eyes and smiled, "Aha, kissing in an exploding prison, this is really the most romantic and exciting thing I have ever done."

"...As long as you want me to live, Teddy will definitely be willing to live for you." T-bag groped and kissed each other's eyes, saying this.

Then he heard Michael speaking anxiously in his ear, and he wanted to listen carefully, but gradually, gradually lost consciousness.

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What woke Bagwell up was the chirping of birds and the sound of surging water. When he opened his eyes, he found those little guys hovering in the sky above his line of sight for a few seconds before spreading their wings and soaring past. Seagulls, they have a white and flawless belly, and the tail ends of their wings are covered with a little gray fluff.

For a moment he thought he was still in a dream.

T-bag pressed his sore head with his bandaged hands, sat up, and then happily found himself almost mummified by the bandages, T-bag moved his hands, oh, it seems to be safe, no Some organ was secretly removed, and when he waved his hand, he accidentally bumped into a side table. There were many paper cranes of various colors on it, and one of them was knocked under the table.

T-bag picked it up, and suddenly realized that the owner of this origami crane was really badly crafted. He poked its somewhat asymmetrical round wings in a funny way, and put it back on the table.

After standing up from the beach chair, T-bag looked around. He was on a small cruise ship, and there was no one on the deck except him.

T-bag walked forward, with his hands on the side of the railing, in his sight was a boundless azure sea, soft and transparent, like a hexagonal prism refracting the broken light of the sun, floating layers of thin layers on the surface Silver waves, the air smelled of damp sea water, T-bag closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling that this place was so beautiful that it was not in the world.

"Hi, Teddy! Are you up?"

T-bag turned his head, and saw Lily pushing open the door and coming out. She was holding a large glass of juice mixed with pink and orange, biting the straw, and greeted him vaguely.

Lily looked much better than the last time she was picked up by T-bag. She was wearing a neat little blue dress, her long platinum blonde hair was combed into a ponytail, and she was wearing a sun hat with a white bow on her head. , carrying a light-colored small bag, on the bag... T-bag raised eyebrows, and a brown teddy bear was sewn on the bag.

Lily watched him staring at her small bag, and immediately hid the bag behind her back, "Hey, this is mine...you can't take it back after you give it to me." She wrinkled her nose at the T-bag , In the sun, you can see small light-colored freckles scattered on her cheeks.

A few days ago, he was fighting with Eden with a knife and others, and now he is actually grabbing a teddy bear with an underage girl on the deck. T-bag laughed at this almost surreal scene come out.

Another young man who came out from behind the door pressed down the brim of her hat and covered her eyes, "Lily, you can't be so rude, oh, I mean if you talk to someone other than this guy in front of you people's words."

"Got it, Daddy." Lily pouted and pulled the hat back up, and as a matter of course, rubbed on the vacated recliner of T-bag, continued to bite the straw and drink her juice, hummed and picked up the Folded stacks of colored paper.

"...Pretty, human trafficking is against the law." T-bag took a cold beer thrown by the other party and said with a smile. It seemed that he had found the little owner of the paper crane.

"If you want to protect your own rights, you can jump off the boat and swim back to the port now, no one will stop you." Michael pried off the cap of his bottle with one hand.

"Okay, then I can at least ask about my own abduction process?" T-bag bit the cap of the bottle with his teeth, took a sip, and the cold liquid flowing down his throat felt great.

"Asa Hunt and Theodore Bagwell were both confirmed dead in the riots in Eden... Also, we are going to Contadora Island now," Michael said.

"Oh..." T-bag raised his eyebrows, "Although T-bag doesn't know where it is at all, it doesn't sound like a place where old blacks/slaves are sold, that makes me feel more at ease, and by the way One more question, how did we get past the customs?"

Michael froze for a moment, unexpectedly rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and threw him a booklet.

"Pfft-cough cough." T-bag choked on beer when he opened the first page of the passport, "Theodore Schofield? Are you sure?"

Michael shrugged, the tips of his ears blushed slightly, "...the opinion is dismissed."

T-bag didn't seem to have any objection at all, he couldn't put it down for his new name, and even frivolously kissed the string of words starting with S at the back, "No objection, absolutely nothing."

Michael gave him a sideways glance, ignored the childish behavior of the other party, put the beer on the small table, sat down and folded the paper cranes with Lily, he taught her very carefully, and reminded her from time to time where the folds were not neat enough.

T-bag leaned back on the railing, his hair was still messed up by the sea breeze, he took another sip of beer, looked at the two people in front of him, he thought, if there is a heaven, it should be like this in front of him, no There is nothing better than looking at this scene.

After a while, Lily suddenly put down the things in her hands and exclaimed in surprise, "That, that! Daddy, is it an island?" She jumped up, and the bear on the bag shook her head.

T-bag and Michael turned their heads at the same time, and there was indeed a hazy island not far away.

...that's Contadora.

Michael walked up to the railing, stuffed a newly folded blue paper crane into a glass bottle, and threw the bottle into the sea.

They looked at the glass bottle floating on the sea together. It carried the paper crane trembling up and down along the water lines, and was pushed forward by the water waves, gradually drifting farther and farther away.

It seems to be able to carry all their apologies and longings for those who died in the Garden of Eden, and arrive at the free paradise together.

Intheend, weare free.

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Note: Bonnie and Clyde are the famous male and female giants during the American depression.