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Chapter 217 "Xiaochen, Grandma's here..."

So, the headmistress overcame all opposition and saved her.

They even gave her a name, Tang Xiaochen. Tang is her surname, which is the same as the dean's.

The character “晓” originally means dawn, implying the passing of darkness and the arrival of light.

"Chen" (晨) in the morning symbolizes vitality and vigorous life force.

This name represents the best wishes the headmistress had for her.

I hope she has a tenacious will to live and can greet each day with a positive attitude.

In fact, she was raised by the headmistress and was personally taken in by her, and was well cared for.

Even if I need to take medicine every day, even if I can't experience extreme joy or sorrow every day, even if I know that I might not live past fifteen.

But Tang Xiaochen still tried her best to live.

The dean was not only her savior, but also like family to her.

In Tang Xiaochen's heart, the dean was like her own grandmother.

However, the headmistress was old and passed away when Tang Xiaochen was ten years old after catching a cold.

Tang Xiaochen will always remember.

As the dean was nearing her passing, Tang Xiaochen was called to her side. The dean held Tang Xiaochen's hand with her almost withered hand.

With loving eyes and a weak voice, she said, "Xiaochen, you are the one Grandma worries about the most."

"Remember, no matter what happens to Grandma, you must control your emotions."

"You must live well, you know?"

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, we will be reunited."

That day, the headmistress closed her eyes again.

Because the dean had reminded her beforehand to control her emotions, Tang Xiaochen dared not grieve too much, no matter how heartbroken she was, and could only shed tears silently.

The passing of the dean's grandmother left Tang Xiaochen's life feeling empty.

The other older children in the orphanage took good care of her because of the instructions given to her by the headmistress.

Life seemed to just go on like that.

And now, the time has finally come to the present, when Tang Xiaochen is 15 years old.

Over the past year, her health has deteriorated.

For the past month, I've been confined to bed and unable to even get out of bed.

The doctor came and went, and didn't look too good.

When her brothers and sisters in the hospital came to visit her, they tried to comfort her, but Tang Xiaochen saw the sadness in their eyes when they turned their backs.

"Brother and sister, am I going to die soon...?" Tang Xiaochen asked that question that day.

Before they could answer, Tang Xiaochen added, "I know, I'm dying, I know."

Upon hearing her words, everyone present could no longer hold back their tears.

Finally, it was that doctor who came to her bedside.

"Brothers and sisters, please don't cry. I've been doing very well and very happy these past ten years or so, really." Tang Xiaochen was telling the truth. Fifteen years is neither a long nor a short time.

A person's lifetime may be seventy or eighty years, or even a hundred years.

She only has fifteen years left.

But the meaning of life is not about its length, but about whether you are happy.

Tang Xiaochen thought that in the past fifteen years, she had received care and love, and there were people who cherished her, loved her, and cared about her. So, these fifteen years were not in vain.

"Xiaochen, is there anything else you wish for? Tell us, and your older brothers and sisters will help you fulfill it." The doctor walked up to her and slowly squatted down beside her bed to ask.

Is that your wish?
Tang Xiaochen's eyes gradually became unfocused, and then she blurted out, "Grandma... Dean Grandma..."

Tang Xiaochen's last wish was to see the dean again.

But the headmistress passed away five years ago. ...

After that day, Tang Xiaochen's health deteriorated further.

His final days were spent in those few days.

That day, my older brothers and sisters came again.

The doctor put a small square thing around her neck and then put a helmet on her.

Seeing Tang Xiaochen's confusion, he asked gently, "Xiaochen, do you want to see Grandma Dean again?"

Tang Xiaochen gave a soft "hmm".

"Xiaochen, close your eyes and think carefully about what Grandma Dean looks like, and Grandma Dean will come back to your side."

is it?

Tang Xiaochen thought that was unlikely.

But deep down, I still held onto a last glimmer of hope.

She didn't think her older siblings would lie to her.

So she obediently closed her eyes and began to picture the image of the headmistress in her memory...

What is the Dean's grandmother like?

She wasn't tall, about 1.6 meters, and because she cared about the children in the orphanage, she was rather thin.

She likes to wear warm, light orange knitted sweaters. She always says that wearing bright colors makes her and others feel better.

Even though she's getting older, her hair isn't short; it's short but fluffy, with a few curls.

However, most of them have turned gray.

Her features were ordinary and gentle, and she always had a warm and kind smile on her lips.

Because he has presbyopia, he wears a pair of reading glasses that cost two yuan a pair on his nose.

Tang Xiaochen reminisced about the dean's grandmother and the bits and pieces of time she had spent with her.

While Tang Xiaochen was imagining with her eyes closed, in front of the others, it seemed that some light and shadow were intertwining, and the points of light and shadow were also gathering.

Their hands were clasped together, and they remained silent, not daring to make a sound.

They were also expecting something.

And so, right before their eyes, the light and shadow gradually coalesced into a human figure, which eventually became the image of the kind old man they respected and loved the most.

Almost at that moment, their tears also fell.

"grandmother……"

"Grandma Dean..."

The person Tang Xiaochen is closest to and most wants to see is the dean, and so are they.

For various reasons, they ended up in an orphanage, but weren't they also given a new life under the care and guidance of the headmistress?

Who wasn't deeply saddened by the passing of the dean?

And now, seeing each other again, how could they not be excited?

Even though they knew that the dean in front of them was an AI, so what?

At least they saw the Dean's face and hear her smile again.

At this moment, "Grandma Dean" swept her gaze over each child present, her eyes filled with the same kindness and gentleness as before.

Finally, her gaze fell on Tang Xiaochen, who was lying on the bed, almost completely listless.

She seemed to know that she was created by Tang Xiaochen, and she also knew the reason for her arrival.

So she walked step by step toward Tang Xiaochen, took her hand, and whispered, "Xiaochen, Grandma's here..."

Tang Xiaochen was still reminiscing about her time with the dean when she suddenly heard an old, yet familiar, kind, and gentle voice.