On the last day of final exams, the first test was Zhou Chengchen's best subject, English. He smoothly completed it, jotting down an essay draft on his scratch paper, but stumbled slightly at the conclusion.
Zhou Chengchen frowned slightly and turned his head to look out the window. The small snowflakes from the morning had turned into a heavy snowstorm without him realizing it.
Zhou Chengchen stretched his neck, lowered his head, and continued writing.
In the competition exam room, Xi Siyan was focused. After jotting down the last answer, he also raised his head to look out the window. The heavy snowflakes were swirling around, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the pine trees outside the window.
Xi Siyan's lips curled slightly; that clump of snow was so much like Bai Xue, fluffy.
He quickly refocused, lowered his head, and checked his work!
