Chapter 3

Another week passed.

During this time, Grandma was unusually quiet.

One day, I was playing a game in my room.

Suddenly, Grandma barged in.

When she saw me, she quickly covered my eyes. "Sweetie, your phone is like a ticking time bomb. Staring at it too much will ruin your eyes. Come on, stop looking."

I sighed and exited the game.

When she saw the fast-track admission letter on my desk, her eyes lit up. "Sweetie, your room's a mess. Need me to clean up?"

I took a deep breath. "No, thanks, Grandma."

"Oh, I see." Grandma left with disappointment.