The boy's words were firm and resolute, and the classroom fell silent.
At that moment, my heart suddenly trembled, my eyes felt hot and prickly.
April was speaking up for me.
After class that day, I went to find April.
His first words were, "I'm sorry."
I didn't expect him to apologize to me.
"Because of me, you've been subject to gossip, and I'm really sorry."
The boy looked sincere and earnest, and for a moment, I was dazed.
Coming back to my senses, I shook my head, "It's not your fault."
This was always my own problem, he was just doing his job.
"And besides, I should thank you."
Thank you for speaking up for me.
That day, we talked for a long time.
And from that day on, our interactions gradually increased.
My initial infatuation gradually turned into a secret crush, though I really liked April, it seemed like those in secret love always lacked courage.
I didn't dare to confess to him.
Even my friend Mia noticed something was off.
"Vivie, do you have a secret crush on April?"
"I'll tell you, April is very cold, a lot of people in our school like him, but unfortunately, he doesn't like any of them."
"Liking him secretly isn't a good thing, because it won't lead to anything, you might as well like someone else."
I knew there were many who liked April, but liking someone isn't something you can control.
Sometimes, some people, some events, always make your heart flutter, without reason.
And after getting to know April, I found out that he's cold on the outside but warm at heart.
I know that April likes small animals. He feeds stray cats on his way home, builds warm shelters for them, takes them to the hospital, and finds kind-hearted people to adopt them.
In that street paved with cobblestones, a young girl watched the boy's kindness.
He is very caring and responsible.
He is the best April.
I once thought he would belong to me, but now, he belongs to someone else.
I didn't die.
When I woke up again, the sound of the respirator filled my ears, the smell of disinfectant in the room was even stronger, like broken perfume seeping into my nostrils.
My parents were sitting by my side, with their heads full of white hair, their aging was hard to conceal.
Seeing that I had woken up, they quickly turned around, forcing a smile, pretending nothing had happened.
"Vivie, you're awake? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Hmph, my parents are so silly.
They thought they were hiding it well, but in fact, I had already seen them wiping away tears secretly, trying to keep it from me.
They're so silly.
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, your daughter is like a cockroach that can't be killed."
I'm really tough.
"By the way, Mom and Dad, where's my phone?"
I passed out right after receiving money, I wonder how things are going in the group now.
April is so generous, I must have missed a lot of interesting things, what a loss.
My mother hesitated for a few seconds, I sensed something was off, so I asked, "What's wrong?"
I had a bad feeling.
"Vivie, the surgery has been moved up."
"Can you wait until after the surgery to check your phone?"
My mother could no longer hide her distress, her voice choked with sobs.
Surgery...
I used to think this day would be far away, but when it arrived, I wasn't scared at all.
I sighed in relief, a smile reappearing on my face.
"Oh, I thought it was something serious, it's just a surgery."
"So before the surgery, I'm going to dress up nicely, wear my prettiest clothes, and eat the dishes Mom makes herself."
"Oh, right, I need to say goodbye to the neighbors, so they won't miss me later."
"And Grandpa's candy..."
I kept talking, but they all turned away, not looking at me, trying to suppress their sobbing.
Hmph, it's just a surgery, why do they look like it's a farewell?
It's quite melancholic.
But then I thought about it, maybe it really is a farewell.
After all, the surgery only has a five percent chance of success.
Everyone knows, I probably won't be one of the five percent miracles.
