Two days before school started, Dad went out to work, leaving only my sister and mom at home.

While my sister wasn't paying attention, I quietly added some honey to her milk tea.

Sure enough, less than half an hour after she drank it, red rashes appeared on her face, and she started itching.

I walked up to her and exclaimed, "Mom, come and see, is my sister having an allergic reaction? She has many rashes on her face."

My sister has always cherished her face the most. She hurried to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and then a scream came, almost bursting my eardrums.

"Mom, Mom, take me to the hospital quickly."

My mom quickly grabbed her bag and prepared to take my sister to the hospital. As my sister reached the door, she turned and looked at me in the living room, saying, "Yelin, come with me."

Even at this moment, she didn't forget to keep an eye on me. She was really concerned. I wanted to refuse, but then I thought she might ask Mom to lock me in the house, so I reluctantly agreed.

I made an excuse to go back to my room to get my coat and secretly put my phone, ID card, and bank card in my pocket.

All the way, my sister held my hand tightly, afraid that I would run away.

I struggled to free my hand, raised my eyebrows, and sarcastically said, "Sister, my luggage and ID card are all at home. Where can I run to?"

Hearing me say that, she blinked her eyes and relaxed. She never expected that I had already obtained a new ID card in advance.

When we arrived at the hospital and Mom went inside with her for the consultation, I seized the opportunity, turned around, and left the hospital. I took a taxi to my homeroom teacher's house, retrieved the acceptance letter, and then hurriedly went to the train station to buy a train ticket to Beijing in advance.

While waiting for the train at the station, I kept looking around, afraid that my parents and sister would appear and drag me back home. Fortunately, I successfully boarded the train.

The attendant looked at me and said, "Little girl, are you okay? Why is your face so pale and you're sweating on your forehead."

I saw my disheveled appearance in the reflection of the train window and couldn't help but mock myself, saying, "Going to college makes me look like a thief."

But this time, I won. I successfully went to the university I was admitted to.