NOVPUBChapter 904: 438 Snow Birth_2 Chapter 904: 438 Snow Birth_2 While many feared the identity of Formidable Miss Ruan of the Rintos family, she repaid resentment with kindness, rewarding the world with her utmost goodwill.
This world is not merely black or white.
To define a person by black and white is simply too superficial.
She is like Aubree Groove.
No color in this world, no person, can define her.
As she walked into the classroom, all the students distributed in this examination room were ranked amongst the top fifty.
At this moment, forty-four pairs of eyes were all cast upon her, carrying deep-seated respect in their gazes.
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She is the embodiment of light, hope, and all things true, good, and beautiful.
No one is worthy of being envious of her, only deep admiration and respect.
Aubree Groove sat down at the desk that had her examination card attached to it.
She took out her stationery, and the next moment, the invigilator entered the room with a stack of test papers.
Seeing Aubree Groove, the invigilator instinctively hesitated.
This student was incredibly renowned, and the invigilator even felt as if it were an honor to proctor her examination.
Very quickly, the invigilator concealed his admiration, giving a light cough just before the bell sounded, and started distributing the test papers.
The bell signaling the start of the formal examination rang, and the only sound left in the quiet classroom was the rustling of pens against paper.
Aubree Groove lowered her head and worked on her paper earnestly, while the invigilator sat on the podium, watching her intently.
The examination room was filled with top students. 𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Naturally, no one was looking around.
Everyone was immersed in their work, brows furrowed in thought or pens moving fluently across the sheets.
However, Aubree Groove remained unfazed throughout, her pen moving fluidly as if the answers were already imprinted in her mind.
Such confidence and composure were indeed, unparalleled.
Seated among a group of young men and women, her back upright and her slender neck slightly lowered, her elegance stood out.
Glowing, she was like a crane among a flock of chickens, possessing an unspeakable beauty.
Wherever she was, even the most beautiful scenery would seem to dull in comparison.
Only she, was the centre of all attention.
The invigilator inadvertently stood dumbfounded as he saw the young lady put down her pen and went through her test papers again.
She’s finished so quickly.
Glancing at his watch, it was only forty minutes past.
Many students were probably not even halfway done yet.
The invigilator noticed that after Aubree Groove had finished checking, she did not hand in her paper right away, but rather, she was writing something on a draft paper.
The invigilator was quite curious, as he was about everything the young lady did.
She possessed such an enchanting allure, her every move captivated his heart.
The invigilator stepped down from the podium, feigning to be patrolling the room.
As he passed Aubree Groove, he strained to get a glimpse of what she was doing.
She had filled the page with delicate small characters.
At a glance, it appeared to be beautiful handwriting.
She was probably writing her composition.
This year’s composition topic was rather difficult, a broad concept that young people could easily lose their grip on and veer off-topic.
Turning his head, the invigilator looked out of the classroom window and was suddenly stunned.
At some point, the sky began to fill with tiny flakes of snow, falling down beautifully like something out of a dream.
Was it snowing in Pethkids?
The invigilator could hardly hide his surprise.
As a Pethkid, he consoled himself by recalling that he had never seen snow before.
He seemed to recall that many years ago, it had snowed, but that was far too long ago.
The students were all immersed in their papers, and no one noticed the snowfall outside the classroom.
It was not until the first student who had finished put down his pen and stretched his neck, inadvertently looking out the window.
“Oh, my God…”
His exclamation broke the concentration of everyone in the room.
When they turned to look out the window, the quiet examination room suddenly filled with soft exclamations of surprise.
Snow…
for the people of Pethkids, it was something they had yearned for but never attained.
The classroom was brimming with excitement, pairs of eyes twinkling in anticipation.
There was only one person who was silent, head bowed, writing at a steady pace, seemingly oblivious to the commotion around her.
The bell signaling the end of the examination suddenly rang.
The invigilator began collecting the test papers one by one.
When he got to Aubree Groove, he instinctively glanced at her draft paper.
Aubree Groove picked up her pencil case and walked out of the classroom.
Looking up, she realized that it was snowing.
She paused for a moment and walked to the balcony.
The delicate snowflakes descended from the sky, melting almost instantaneously when they touched the ground.
“It hasn’t snowed in Pethkids for many years.” A gentle voice answered her from behind.
Aubree Groove did not turn around, staring blankly into the horizon.
Mykel Dankworth looked at the young lady in front of him.
Her skin was even more translucent and white than the snow, her proud nose represented a mountain that could not be climbed.
It gave off an air of subtle loneliness and coldness and kept people at a distance.
Even though she was within reach, she felt as elusive as the snowflakes.When they land in your palm, they leave only a cold chill.
