Questions about that day

   Question about that day

  Thank you very much for your comfort, the little angels of QQ browser, I also saw your message, thank you for your comfort.

   I’ve been thinking a lot these days. Although it’s a bit hypocritical, my family has persuaded me a lot. People around me are saying that I should be more sensible.

   They didn’t know either, it was the only chance for a junior college to study full-time as an undergraduate, and they could only persuade me with their own ideas.

   Actually, I’m quite speechless, I don’t understand anything, and I have to point out other people’s affairs. I feel that these people are really disgusting.

  The knife was not inserted into them, and they never felt pain, after all, it was just someone else’s life.

  I told my grandparents that I was going to continue the postgraduate entrance examination, and my grandparents also supported me.

   I also signed up for an adult undergraduate program. If I fail the postgraduate entrance exam next year, I will take the exam as an undergraduate student the next year.

   I feel that I am quite a failure. I didn’t go to a good university, and I didn’t get a good grade in the college entrance examination. I even said that I failed mostly in everything I did.

   There are still more than 500 days before the 24th postgraduate entrance examination. I want to fight again. I am not willing to be mediocre, nor do I want to be an ordinary person.

   I don’t want to be looked down upon forever, and I don’t want to be told that I’m not a junior college student, what’s so amazing.

   For my father and my stepsister, most of them were disappointed.

  Eccentricity from childhood to adulthood, and remembering the different treatment of two people when I was a child, I feel a little bit that I woke up too late, why should I have expectations for these two people?

   When I was a child, the conditions at home were not very good. My sister could buy snacks all over the place. I started picking wild vegetables and selling them in the third grade and earning pocket money. Basically, he seldom asked him to pay tuition.

  I’m so sensible that the three-year college career really cost me no more than 20,000, which is outrageous.

   In fact, I might still be unwilling to say this, and I feel more aggrieved when I say this.

  I am 22 years old after my birthday this year. According to my friend, it has already passed. The age that expects family love, let’s see the reality.

  Thank you so much to my little angels for staying by my side, and I am so lucky to have met you at such a sad time.

   I read every comment, but didn’t reply, because I didn’t know what to reply, I always felt that everything was hypocritical.

   Anyway, thank you, thank you for being by my side!

   (end of this chapter)