Chapter 2 — The Whole Class Is Infected Except Me

To Tu looked at me. Lam Chieu also looked at me. Chu Duong's eyes were red and he was also looking at me. I looked back at them. One face at a time. In my previous life, when I was lying on the ground, they surrounded me, kicked me, looked at me and laughed at me. No one is missing. "I don't know either." I said. The voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for everyone to hear. "I just don't want to donate. Don't ask me." To Tu looked at me for three seconds, then turned to the others and said: "Disperse, don't block here anymore." The crowd slowly dispersed. Chu Duong left. Phuong Vien left. The other girls also left. Lam Chieu is still standing next to To Tu. I turned around and went back to class. After walking a few steps, I turned to look back. To Tu still stood in place, bowing his head and looking at his hand. She slowly made a fist, placed it in front of her stomach, then stood up straight. The white dress swayed slightly under the hallway light. Like nothing ever happened. I turned around and continued walking. The countdown on the blackboard is still hanging there. The numbers are extremely clear. I said nothing. In this life, I won't be soft-hearted anymore. 4. Not long after, Chu Duong's fever was gone. The rashes on the three female students also disappeared by more than half. The class started to get rowdy again. During class activities, Lam Chieu said: "I told you there was nothing wrong. After donating blood, the body needs some time to adapt. You guys just like to worry about random things." Chu Duong bowed his head and said nothing. The person next to him patted his shoulder. "Don't think too much. It's okay to be cured." To Tu stood on the podium and smiled, his voice returning to the same sweetness as before: "It made everyone worried before. It's because I didn't explain clearly. If there's anything in the future, just ask me directly." The whole class applauded. I also clapped twice. Only I know this is not a good sign of change. In my previous life, the class next door was the same. The fever has subsided. The rash disappeared. Everyone's spirit also improved. Everyone thought there was nothing left. Then, a month passed, and they all collapsed. Never get up again. Right now is just the last calm before the storm. Television station comes to school. The city wanted to conduct a topic called "Youth Enthusiasm" and chose our class. The camera was set up in the middle of the gymnasium. To Tu stood in front wearing a white dress, looked into the camera and said: "We only do what we should do." Lam Chieu stood next to her, pulling up his sleeve to reveal needle marks. “There were forty-one people in the class, all of whom participated in donating blood.” I was thrown out in a very natural way. No one wants to mention me. After the interview ended, everyone excitedly said: "By the time the program airs, our class will definitely be famous." When I said that sentence, I felt as if there were eyes glancing at me. Others continued: "There are some people who are truly too selfish. They refuse to do even good things like donating blood to help others. From now on, don't say they're from our class." Then there was a burst of laughter. I didn't pay attention and continued to sit in my seat and do my homework. I don't know how many days they can laugh. Soon, the time for the medical examination before the university entrance exam arrived. On the morning of the health check, the whole class gathered in front of the school gate. The bus was filled with laughter. “After the examination, let's go eat hotpot, okay?” “Okay, I invite you.” “To Tu, which restaurant do you want to eat at?” To Tu smiled and turned his head. “You guys decide, I can eat anywhere.” I also sat in the car. In the last row, next to the window. No one talked to me. I don't need to talk to anyone either. The trees outside the window continually recede. Sunlight passes through the glass. The medical examination process ended quickly. The whole class sat in the lobby of the health examination center, waiting for the results. No one felt stressed. Anyway, no one thinks there is a problem with their body. There are people playing games. Someone is discussing what to eat for dinner. Some people fold medical examination forms into paper airplanes and throw them for fun. To Tu sat in the front row reapplying her lipstick. Lam

Chieu stood by the window scrolling through his phone, smiling and saying to the person next to him: "This health check is just for show." I sat in the corner, raised my head and looked at the wall clock. It's almost time. The room door opened. A doctor walked in, holding a stack of papers, his face expressionless. He stood in front, opened his mouth and said the first sentence: "Twelve and First grade students, please be quiet." No one is quiet. Some people are still laughing, some people are still calling the name of the hot pot restaurant. “I told you to be quiet.” The sound in the room gradually subsided. Everyone raised their heads to look at him. The doctor turned a page. “The blood test results are back.” He stopped for a moment. "Class Twelve One, except for Hua Ninh, the health examination results of all students did not meet the requirements. "The reason for failure was because they were infected with HIV." 5. The waiting area immediately exploded.