.

　　He was right.

　　I am from a poor family.

　　My father had a car accident in his early years and almost died on the spot.

　　After finally managing to save a life, the waist was broken and could no longer stand up.

　　The main economic source of our family, the pillar, collapsed.

　　Mother could only take care of father and work as a miscellaneous worker to earn money for my education.

　　Sometimes she even worked four or five jobs at the same time.

　　I also did well and got into a good university.

　　I was the first college student to come out of our small village.

　　On the day I received the acceptance letter, my mother and I cried in pain.

　　My mother urged me to study hard and strive to change my own destiny.

　　After entering school, I won scholarships every year, just as she had hoped.

　　Finally, there were smiles on the faces of my parents who had experienced so much hardship.

　　After learning that I was selected for graduate school, the villagers raised funds for my tuition.

　　Although I had the tuition, the spot for graduate school became like a reflection in a mirror or like the moon in water, unattainable.

　　But even so, I couldn't betray my conscience and sell out my roommate! "Xiaoxin, have you thought about it? You are now a junior.

　　You will graduate in another year.

　　If this matter causes unrest and potentially affects the issuance of your graduation certificate, then..." "You!" I couldn't help but tighten my fists, struggling to restrain the impulse to punch the dean in the face.

　　"I respect you as the dean.

　　If you really use the graduation certificate to threaten students, I will expose your actions.

　　If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my dormitory." After saying that, I left the dean's office without looking back.

　　After walking a distance, I suddenly heard a burst of cursing accompanied by the sound of things being smashed from the dean's office.