Chu Yi was stunned, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

"This ...... What a coincidence. ”

It should be that the one buried next to her mother's grave is called Chu Yi, she can only think so, but when she looked up, she found that Chu Tian didn't know when she left.

She didn't have a penny on her, so she had to go to the cemetery management office to borrow a phone at the moment. She called Yan Beitian, but it was Zhang Yang who answered the phone, and he said that Yan Beitian was busy.

"I can only trouble Assistant Zhang, I'm in the cemetery now, can you come and pick me up?"

"Cemetery?"

"Yes."

"Then Miss Chu wait a minute, I'll go over."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi thanked the administrator, remembered the tombstone, and asked: "By the way, the tombstone at No. 63 in the ninth row, I think it's new, and it has just been buried, right?" ”

The administrator checked it, shook his head and said, "It's been more than two years, but it was smashed by someone a while ago." ”

"That's it."

"What do you ask for?"

Chu Yi shook his head, "I am the daughter of the owner of the No. 62 tomb in the ninth row, I saw it when I went to worship my mother just now, and I asked casually." ”

The administrator was stunned, "Hey, but No. 62 and No. 63 are mother and daughter, can you not know Tomb No. 63?" ”

Chu Yi was surprised, "Mother and daughter? ”

"Yes, but number sixty-three is interesting, she bought the graveyard for herself, let us engrave it first, and then it sat idle for a long time until a gentleman put her urn in it."

Chu Yi was completely stupid this time, she bought a cemetery for herself? But she was still so young, how could she think of buying a cemetery for herself? And she's not dead, why bury a fake urn?

"Can you give me the phone number of the family of the number 63?"

The administrator glanced at the computer, "No. 63 did not leave a family phone number, we usually contact the family phone number left on No. 62." ”

"Can you give me a picture then?"

"This ......"

"I'm the daughter of the family member number sixty-two, this is my ID card, you can check it."

The Administrator took it and checked, "Okay then. ”

There are two contact numbers, one should be her previous number and the other ...... It's actually Yan Beiyan!

"It should be the couple's phone number."

"Yes...... Is it? ”

"It's not a couple."

Chu Yi looked at the two numbers again, and there was only one number missing, which really looked like a couple number.

Outside the cemetery, after waiting for more than an hour, Zhang Yang came.

"Miss Chu, I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."

Chu Yi shook his head, "I know Assistant Zhang must be very busy, and I'm really sorry to trouble you to make a trip." ”

"Miss Chu is polite."

Sitting in the car, Zhang Yang said: "Mr. Yan asked me to take you to buy a mobile phone first, and then go to reapply for a mobile phone card." ”

"Okay."

Chu Yi leaned into the seat, pondered for a while, and asked, "Assistant Zhang, did I have a good relationship with Dean Yan before?" ”

"Huh?"

"Or ...... Ever been a couple? ”

Zhang Yang looked confused, "Why did Miss Chu suddenly ask that?" ”

"If it's just a doctor-patient relationship, why would Dean Yan help me bury my mother?"

Zhang Yang wanted to speak and stopped, and then sighed, "How can I say it, Yan is always your attending doctor, and he has taken care of you for three months after several surgeries, so I can't say that I am not familiar with you." And after you recovered from your illness, you lost contact, and at that time, the nursing home contacted Mr. Yan, who couldn't bear to have no place to lose her life after your mother's death, so I bought a cemetery. ”

Zhang Yang said that his heart was weak, but when he came, Mr. Yan expected that Chu Yi might dig up something and warned him that he must hide it.

In fact, why do you have to hide it, in the past, whether Miss Chu can't face it, or Mr. Yan can't face it.

"That's it?"

Zhang Yang smiled, "Otherwise? ”

"What do you say about the couple?"

"What couple number?"

"My phone number is only one bit short of his."

"Actually, Mr. Yan changed his mobile phone number once, and the difference between him and yours is really just a coincidence."

Coincidence is strange, Mr. Yan spent a lot of money in order to buy this mobile phone number. Of course, it was not to match any couple number, but to let Chu Yi remember her number, so that she would have no reason to fill in his mobile phone number on various lists.

The time he remembered the most was when Chu Yi was pregnant with bean bags, there was a day when Yan was always in a meeting, and his mobile phone rang for a while.

Sending strollers, installing baby cots, decorating baby rooms, making appointments for prenatal check-ups, returning visits for prenatal check-ups, etc.

Anyway, at that time, Zhang Yang felt that Chu Yi was deliberately rectifying Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan probably knew it, so he changed his mobile phone number, and there was only one difference between him and her mobile phone number.

Chu Yi pursed her lips, a 'coincidence' made her speechless, but since she met him, there have been too many coincidences.

"I have to thank Mr. Yan for helping me bury my mother."

"You just remember Mr. Yan's good."

Chu Yi smiled, "But he's so good to me, what's the picture?" ”

"Huh?"

"You won't want to be beautiful, will you?"