After Rebirth, I Found That The Cold Female Tablemate Had A Crush On Me!

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Xie Chen lay on the hospital bed, folded his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes.

The heart's ups and downs became a straight line.

The doctor pronounced death.

"The deceased Xie Chen, 88 years old, was born..."

Xie Chen floated in the air, watching all this quietly.

In this life, I started from scratch and messed up the situation. Forbes ranked No. 1 in the Forbes rankings for a long time.

He always thought he was happy.

However, until now he closed his eyes and his body cooled, he realized that since he completed the notarization of the inheritance yesterday, he was left alone in the ward today.

It's so ironic.

Is money and power really so important?

"Tuk Tuk..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

The doctor stopped his prayer vows, walked over and opened the door.

The figure outside the door stunned him.

"Madam, are you...?"

The doctor looked at the woman in the wedding dress in doubt.

An unfamiliar voice came from outside the door, and the extremely faint undulating voice suppressed the huge waves.

"His wife."

wife?

Xie Chen was a little confused.

I was indeed married for the sake of a career marriage, but that wife separated from him as early as the second year of marriage and died ten years ago. Where did he get his wife?

The doctor did not doubt, he bowed slightly and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Xie Chen floated towards the door suspiciously.

He was stunned.

She is beautiful.

A white wedding dress with a veil mopping the floor.

The skin is not as dry and shrive as other old women, but it is still fair and fine.

Although the facial features are old, but the temperament is elegant and moving, it can still be seen that this was a face of peerless elegance.

Xie Chen only thinks that this woman is familiar, but she can't remember where she has seen it.

The woman trembled and walked towards Xie Chen's body, big tears smashed into the ground from her eye sockets.

"Xie Chen, in this life, I can finally stay by your side..."

She stretched out her hand and stroked Xie Chen's face over and over again, and the body in the wedding dress was buried in Xie Chen's chest and wept bitterly.

"Madam, please be sorry, the deceased is gone, you should take care of your health!"

The doctor advised.

Xie Chen's mind seemed to be thrown into an atomic bomb.

The explosion swept his whole body in an instant!

He remembered who this woman was!

Xia Qingxiao!

The school flower of No. 1 Middle School!

Own tablemate!

She, isn't she studying abroad? !

How many years have not been contacted?

Why does she come?

Still claiming to be his wife? !

I haven't figured it out yet. The next moment, Xia Qingxiao's words completely blank Xie Chen's brain.

"Please bury my ashes with him after I die."

Xia Qingxiao said, raising her head, her eyes flushed with a beautiful smile to the doctor.

She waited for sixty-nine years.

Finally waited.

"Xie Chen."

Xia Qingxiao suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Xie Chen floating in mid-air only felt that there was a raging flow of heat roaring in his chest.

"I am here, here!"

He roared silently.

At the next moment, he saw Xia Qingxiao gently leaning his head against the position of his chest and heart.

The warm and firm voice seemed to pierce his heart.

"I love you."

Seeing her tears roll down her chest, Xie Chen's soul warmed up at this moment, and before he could say anything, the next moment was suddenly sucked into nothingness by a sub-power.

………………

"Love didn't abandon me, your love got me drunk, I don't care..."

Xie Chen was awakened by a familiar cell phone ringtone.

When I opened my eyes, there was a burst of smoke.

In my ear, there was a frantic mouse pressing sound, and a picture of chicken eating was still playing on the computer screen in front of me.

PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds?

These four words appeared in Xie Chen's mind.

His eyes wandered, and he unconsciously glanced at the time indicator in the lower right corner.

October 8, 2020.

Xie Chen is a rousing spirit, and the reason in his head is instantly restored!

Isn't this when I was 17 years old?

The phone ringing continued, Xie Chen tremblingly stretched out his slender fingers and pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the phone, mother Xie Lan's voice came with a trace of fatigue.

"Son, the head teacher called to remind me. The self-study in the first middle of the morning is now over. Now it is a big break, you will be late if you don't go..."

Attend class?

One Chinese?

Xie Chen's still somewhat confused reason finally returned to the stove.

He was...reborn!

When he was born again in 2020, he was only seventeen years old. In the second year of his mother's remarriage, he followed his mother to another city, the day he transferred to No. 1 High School.

At that time, he was still young, rebellious, and hated his remarried mother.

Can't wait to do everything against her!

In my memory, instead of going to school on time, he didn't go to school on time. Instead, he slept in an Internet cafe for a whole day. He didn't wear slippers to the classroom until evening for self-study.

So on the first day of school, he was notified by the whole school.

At that time, he didn't know Xia Qingxiao, nor did he know that the little tablemate who sat next to him back then would have transformed from a pretty little girl at best into a cool top in the three years of high school. School flowers.

Xie Chen's heart, as if still echoing the sentence I love you.

At this moment, what was still talking about the mother who had had cancer and left her on the other end of the phone.

This familiar and voice made Xie Chen's tears fall.

very nice.

Mother Xie Lan is still alive, and all the silly things she has done have not been done yet.

very nice!

Xie Chen took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said with a trembling voice, "Okay, Mom, I will go now."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

At that end, Xie Lan was taken aback, and some did not react.

Son, this is...

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