“Molly, come to Prof. Harbor’s study room latter. He wants to discuss the term paper with us.” “Ok, I’ll be there, see you.”
It had been three months since the day I knew Gabriel. I was really happy that I took this course. Because in this class I knew other people and they changed my opinion of students and teachers in medical university. I became more active and confident when I interacted with classmates. Some people said that they found me is easy-going and earnest, which surprised them very much. I was glad that people finally knew me. But I did agree that I become even better than what I was before. I thought the exploit should attribute to the two people—Gabriel and Prof. Harbor.
Needless to mention, Gabriel influenced me most. He was such a genius in leading that he helped me a lot when I was not familiar with the rules and tests. No more than two weeks, we had become good friends. He often encouraged me to express myself bravely. He taught me to dress more appealing and pleasing. And I told him my ancestors’ stories and adventures: how my great, great grandfather came to this land, and how he survived on a small ship only with oranges and grapes, and then how he made his offspring thrive in this land. We would share the deep wish in our heart; we would share the secret and other happy or sorrow feelings. So, when I heard Gabriel said that Prof. Harbor and he was cousin, I was not surprised at all.
While talking about Prof. Harbor, it’s even more subjects can talk. Prof. Harbor was a handsome, humor, and gentle teacher. I believed more than half girls in class took this course for Prof. Harbor, but not for the credits. However, I was not so superficial. The reasons that made me admire Prof. Harbor because he was erudite and modest. Further, he was easy to get a long with; more exactly, he was like us students—passionate and willing to share experience any time. He was a fair teacher, and he was a good listener. “Brian.” He insisted that call him Brian after class. He said that if there were problems or obstacles in learning and living, he was there and would always be there. During these three months, we did talk a lot. We talked from the serious topic to casual topic; from the regular greeting to sharing. Also, we had our secrets. But I thought it was the most beautiful story when I head that how Brian pursued Gabriel and how they finally got together. Of course, their relationships did not expose to the sunlight. I was glad that I was the first one knew their relationships. I swore that I would keep this secret till the day when every one would praise and bless their love. Or I would keep this secret till my death.
The three months were my happiest time during my college life. And I even thought this period was the most inspiring and meaningful one in my lifetime. I was really satisfied that I owned these memories. Although I repented of my self-righteous in freshman and sophomore year…
I was dying.
Last week, I felt fiercely dizzy and then fainted in class. When I woke up, I was in hospital, just next to our school. The doctor was Brian’s old friend who was trust-worthy. Doctor told me everything. I had a malignant tumor on liver, and the situation was not positive. I had to accept the surgery in this month, but there was only 30 percent of my survival. Suddenly, I found that I was the most clam person after hearing this news. Gabriel said that my family could not afford the surgery, or even had no insurance of the surgery. Brian discussed with doctor again and again, but it could not change any thing. I didn’t know why, but I thought it’s worthwhile of my life. “Don’t be sad, my friends. I am just…just leaving.” I told them: “I will always be with you. I will live in you, forever. Just think about the memories! I exist in you!” Gabriel sobbed. Brain said nothing.
I had decided something. I told them pretending to discus the term paper in study room, but actually we wanted to discus my situation. “I had something to tell you. Oh come on, don’t be so oppressive.” Only a week, they seemed suffering a year. Gabriel looked pale, where was his smile? Brian looked gloomy, why didn’t he tease himself? That made me pain. I hoped them happy and be no shamed of their identities. So, I determined. “I determined not to accept the surgery.”
“What? Are you out of mind?” Gabriel questioned impatiently. “If you consider the problem of money, we can help you. We can even borrow you the money.” He stared at me and said. “Just don’t give up, ok?”
Brain broke into Gabriel’s statement, “Molly, what’s in your mind?” He straightly looked into my eyes.
Facing with his sharp sight, I didn’t retreat from my determination. I smiled and told them my plan. “How can you…I mean it’s impossible for others to conceive the result. It’s so ridicules!” Gabriel shook his head. “Molly, did you think about your family?” Brian said calmly. I nodded and told them: “I had considered that part. At the very beginning, they will panic my missing and they will call the police. Sorry, you might be questioned by those annoying police officers and journalists. But they can never arrest you, because it’s not your fault to result my death. I decided this for myself.” I felt myself was like a general declaring the war, and this general intended to die in the battle field. People may think the general was dead honored, but actually he was suicide. “My family will sorrow for me, maybe a few years. But they at last will forget me.” I continued, “But you won’t. I know you won’t. Thus we can be together forever.”
“But, how about Brian’s job? He would lose this well-paid job for the scandal.” Gabriel looked calm; I believed he could understand my plan because he was clever. He would understand that my plan is made for them: their love. “Listen, Brian. Quit this job before the authority begins to suspect you. I think you know the reason why.” Brian looked at me and nodded. “And then, Gabriel you have to keep distance from Brian right now. I know it’s painful, but…”
After all the news became history, no one would bother them. They could live together, and did whatever they want. And they will always think about me.
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