The weather was bad on both days that I had my postgraduate entrance exams. It drizzled the whole time.A crowd gathered outside the exam hall. Parents clutched onto lunchboxes, peering anxiously. I stood there, alone in the crowd. But I didn't feel the slightest bit of loneliness. After all, I knew I was fighting for myself.Just as I was about to step into the exam hall, a red Porsche pulled over on the side of the road out of the blue. The car door opened, and Cordelia emerged from the car, rocking a full face of makeup. On top of that, her designer purse and her big, wavy curls were a complete mismatch with the solemn atmosphere at the exam venue.Next to her, Nathan held up an umbrella, carefully shielding her with it like an employee attending to his boss. When Cordelia spotted me, her eyes lit up suddenly. Then, she strutted toward me in her heels. "Well, well. Who do we have here?" she exclaimed, her voice as sharp as nails on a blackboard. "Did you come here alone?
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