I put the letter back in the envelope, I didn't take it seriously, I didn't want other students to know about it, I really didn't fit in with those girls, and I chatted there every day about which boy was handsome, which boy played particularly well or something.
When I got home from school, I took out the letter, tore some up and threw it in, and this was the tragic fate of the first love letter I received from an anonymous person.
My family organized a family meeting for me to apply for the volunteering problem, I just entered the house and thought I was in the wrong place, and almost ran away without taking the door.
My grandmother was in charge, and the other uncles and aunts, as well as my mother and my father, were all sitting in the big house, and everyone was waiting for me to put down and come back, wanting to talk to me thoroughly about my future future.
I was depressed instantly, didn't I just apply for a volunteer, I don't have to do it, I don't have to do it, some of the other students also complained about their parents, and they didn't give any opinions on the matter of applying for volunteers, and they also complained that their parents didn't pay attention to their future lives.
As for me, my family regarded this matter as the top priority of the whole family at that time, and this was to collectively force me to make a decision, and I was not given any respite.
Alas, who's going to save me?
Under the persuasion of my family in shifts, we finally unanimously decided that I should not worry about my grandmother's health, they would take turns to visit my grandmother, and also decided to let my mother and my father move to my grandmother's house, so that it would be more convenient to take care of my grandmother's daily life.
I really couldn't resist my family, so I went into battle together, and persuaded me to bomb and bomb, and finally, in front of everyone, I decided to fill in the first choice, a public security university in a certain city, I wanted to study medicine.
Everyone was a little surprised by my decision, and my mother continued to persuade me to think again, after all, being a doctor is hard and I still have to face a lot of problems.
I had already talked to my grandmother about becoming a doctor, and I told my grandmother my thoughts that doctors can save lives and help the wounded, and I would study medicine wherever I went, so I wanted to fill in my first choice at the Public Security University.
Actually, I have thought twice about this issue, there are different majors in the Public Security University, and medicine is definitely my first choice, and I still have my own little selfishness, maybe I will become a forensic doctor one day, maybe it's not true Over the years, I have experienced so many things with my grandmother, and for ghosts and gods, there are some things that I am used to, and in the face of death, my heart is plain, even more than ordinary hospital doctors, who are used to seeing the issue of life and death.
My grandmother wanted me to contact Forensic Doctor Wang and wanted me to ask her opinion, after all, she is also a highly qualified female forensic doctor in our city, and many years ago, Forensic Doctor Wang put it bluntly, she had the intention to cultivate me, and she should have seen my boldness and carefulness.
However, I have my own considerations, if I just go to Forensic Doctor Wang like this, I will have to ask Forensic Doctor Wang to help me through the back door, which is what I don't want to see, so I have to go forward step by step, down-to-earth, and talk about it later.
If I can be admitted to the Public Security University, then I can also continue to take the exam and make myself a forensic doctor. aa2705221: