天才一秒记住本站地址：[海棠书屋]                http://www.yinengjituan.com/最快更新！无广告！                                                                                        林樾降下车窗，按了下喇叭，对着蒋慕承笑笑，说：“四哥，一定要把苏韵送到宿舍楼下，看着她上楼啊。”                                                                                也不管蒋慕承有没有听懂，林樾驱车离开。                                                                                蒋慕承把车又朝苏韵这边开了几米。                                                                                苏韵的心跳已经创了历史新高，感觉能达到每分钟三百次。                                                                                她本想坐在后座，可又感觉不礼貌，于是拉开副驾驶的门坐上去，对着蒋慕承轻声道：“麻烦你了。”                                                                                “没有什么麻烦的。”蒋慕承长臂一伸，将她的安全带系上。                                                                                发动引擎后，缓缓驱车离开。                                                                                苏韵两手放在身侧，手掌紧张的蜷起，她不知要跟他说些什么，只好侧脸看向窗外。                                                                                午夜的街道已经没有白天的拥挤，她现在多希望马路上堵个水泄不通，这条回医院的路可以走到明早，甚至明年。                                                                                蒋慕承的视线朝她那边扫了下，问道：“你住在医院的宿舍？”                                                                                苏韵回头：“对。”                                                                                就这么一个字，她都觉得自己的声音在发飘。                                                                                他说：“我是林樾朋友，你也可以把我当朋友，不用这么拘谨。”                                                                                苏韵被说的有些不好意思，只能尴尬的笑笑。                                                                                一路无言。                                                                                汽车很快就到了宿舍楼下。                                                                                苏韵下车后，蒋慕承也下来。                                                                                苏韵双手紧紧攥着包带，紧张，兴奋，不知所措，各种滋味具杂而来。                                                                                她不敢与他对视，眼神飘忽不定，“谢谢四哥。”                                                                                蒋慕承有片刻的沉默，随即淡淡一笑：“上去吧。”                                                                                “好，那你开车小心点。”说完转身就朝宿舍公寓大楼走去。                                                                                她感觉他在看着她，连路都差点不会走了。                                                                                苏韵想转头，可始终没敢。                                                                                明明要乘电梯上楼的，可她慌里慌张的竟走了楼梯上去。                                                                                蒋慕承靠在车门上，拿出烟，搁在烟盒上磕了磕，他不自觉抬头看了眼公寓楼。                                                                                最后又把烟塞进烟盒，打开车门，坐稳，驱车离开。                                                                                等红灯的间歇，他发了条信息给林樾：【人已经送到。】                                                                                *                                                                                接下来的日子就这样波澜不惊的过着。                                                                                苏韵没有再偶遇那个某某某。                                                                                不知不觉间，时间从酷暑七月已经走到清爽的九月。                                                                                这天清晨的五点，苏韵是被雨点声吵醒的，水滴噼里啪啦的打在窗玻璃上，密密麻麻。                                                                                有扇窗户是开着的，风吹进来，凉飕飕的，有股秋天的味道。                                                                                苏韵下意识的拉了毛毯盖上，还是有点凉。                                                                                她起身把窗户关上，刚才还是雨滴，眨眼的功夫，现在眼前是一片雨帘，天地间一片昏暗。                                                                                这已经是九月来的第三场雨。                                                                                苏韵又重新躺回床上，醒了后就再难入睡。这么美好的周末懒觉就被雨水给搅黄了。                                                                                她双手枕在脑后，盯着天花板发呆。                                                                                这段时间一直都忙，白天要在手术台上站十多个小时，回宿舍后洗个澡躺床上马上就睡着。                                                                                没有闲暇的时间去想些乱七八糟的事。                                                                                现在想来，她和林樾这段时间好像就见了两次，也只是匆匆吃了个饭。                                                                                这两个月林樾因为海外的那个项目忙的焦头烂额，大多时间都在国外。                                                                                而自那晚之后，她也没再见过那个她喊了声四哥的男人。                                                                                田甜这两个月也不在北京，她孕早期的反应特别厉害，还有流产先兆，就请了假回上海的娘家养胎去了。                                                                                她的生活又瞬间回到了从前。                                                                                安静，简单，又无趣。                                                                                一直胡思乱想到七点钟，她又迷迷糊糊的闭上眼。                                                                                才睡了不到半小时，就被电话吵醒。                                                                                林樾的电话。                                                                                “起床没？”                                                                                苏韵的声音发翁：“没。”                                                                                “我刚下飞机。”                                                                                “你回来了？事情都处理好了？”                                                                                “差不多了，还有点收尾工作。晚上我去接你吃饭。”                                                                                “好。”                                                                                林樾稍稍停顿了下又说：“跟朋友一起吃饭。”                                                                                “啊？”                                                                                林樾解释：“其实今天是我生日，我本来也没打算回国，但是那帮狐朋狗友非要给我整个生日派对，说三十岁生日不能糊弄过去。谁知道我妈通过我那个大嘴表姐也知道了派对这事，就叮嘱我一定要把你给带上，说让你尽快融入到我的朋友圈。”                                                                                苏韵：“可是我跟你朋友不熟，肯定也谈不来。我要是去了，会不会给你丢面子？”                                                                                “什么话！她们哪个有你漂亮！苏韵，这事怪我，我光忙公司的事了，就把我们俩这茬给忘在了脑后。我会尽快找个时间把这事解决了，以后你就不用这么为难。”                                                                                林樾这么一自责，苏韵倒是感觉挺过意不去。                                                                                挂上电话后，苏韵就赶紧起床，就算是假情侣，既然是生日，也要准备一份像样的礼物。                                                                                她又看了眼窗外，已经是瓢泼大雨。                                                                                对她这个没车的人来说，这样的天出去，真是够糟心的。                                                                                简单吃了个早饭，苏韵拿上伞就出门了。                                                                                外面狂风肆虐，天地间雾茫茫的一片。                                                                                苏韵撑着伞才刚走了没几步，从四面而来的大风席卷着雨水将她的裤脚全部打湿。                                                                                她双手用力撑着伞，顶风逆行。                                                                                雨水落在地面又瞬间溅起，形成白茫茫的水雾。                                                                                苏韵的鞋子，裤子，还有衣袖都淋湿了。                                                                                她在心里把林樾骂了八百零一遍。                                                                                苏韵在十字路口过斑马线时，就连风都开始跟她较劲，突然间转了风向，一阵暴风从身后呼啸狂飙吹来。                                                                                ‘哐啷’一声，伞被掀翻，苏韵还紧紧握着伞柄，也被风吹的往前踉跄了几步，头上脸上被雨水哆的发疼，她不由彪了句脏话。                                                                                苏韵赶紧转过身让雨伞逆着风，本以为雨伞能自己恢复变身，可她抖了好多下，雨伞愣是一点反应都没有。                                                                                苏韵仔细一看，艹，伞骨支架竟然断了几根，她赶紧用手想将它们一根根给掰过来。                                                                                这时人行横道的信号灯已经由绿灯变为红灯，她面朝北，东西方向直行的车已经缓缓开动，而她就站在路中间。                                                                                这个路口很宽，往前走，不可能了。                                                                                往后退，更是想都别想。                                                                                苏韵只能撑着把小破伞站在原地不动。                                                                                第一次站在车海里，还是个视线不好的下雨天，她感觉自己分分钟就有被撂倒的可能。                                                                                她开始左右相顾，时刻注意着从她身边经过的汽车，生怕他们一不留神会碰到她。                                                                                苏韵向右转脸时，看到某个车牌号，心脏的某处不由一缩，然后她又骂了句自己神经病。                                                                                大红色的跑车从她面前经过，可不知为何，明明是在十字路口的中心位置，前面还有那么多辆乌龟一样行驶的车，那辆大红色跑车突然就跟脱了缰的野马一样，不受控制的撞向前车。                                                                                然后就是第二辆，第三辆                                                                                还好，从车的受损程度来看，里面的人没什么大碍，但最前头车里的人应该被吓坏了。                                                                                只是在这个堵的不行的路口，竟然会五车连环撞                                                                                苏韵一个激灵，心道，不会是因为她张太漂亮，车里的男人光顾着看她，然后就一个激动，脚底不做主，加大油门了吧。                                                                                没过两秒后，她又否定了这个想法，毕竟她淋的跟落汤鸡一样，没有半分美感可言。                                                                                苏韵被淋的不行，想着赶紧找地方躲雨去。                                                                                还没走两步，就听有人喊她：“苏韵。”                                                                                苏韵循声转头。                                                                                黑色车的车窗降下，后座的男人冲她喊道：“上车！”                                                                                苏韵眼睛一亮。                                                                                原来是他。                                                                                大概是刚才心情太糟糕，竟然连他的声音都没听出来。                                                                                苏韵把那把破伞干脆给收起来，她用胳膊挡在头顶，往汽车那边小跑着过去，跑到车边，拉开后座的门上去。                                                                                她浑身差不多都湿透了，也不好意思坐在这么贵的座椅上，她半蹲在前后座的空档处。                                                                                好在这车够宽敞，她蹲着也不感憋屈。                                                                                蒋慕承看她这个狼狈样，别过脸，无声失笑。                                                                                他又从储物盒里拿出几条毛巾，丢了一条给她，把剩下的两条叠好后放在座椅上，“坐吧。”                                                                                苏韵一遍擦着脸，拿眼觑了他一下，小心翼翼的移坐到座椅上。                                                                                这一刻，她的大脑清醒了，她在心里问自己，为什么他让她上车，她就乖乖听话上来了？                                                                                然后一个清晰的声音在胸腔内回荡：因为两个月没见，想他了。                                                                                因为五车连撞，本来就拥堵不堪的道路，现在是寸步难行，后来司机干脆熄火等着。                                                                                车窗外，雨越下越大，可车里却安静诡异的不行。                                                                                突然司机转脸对蒋慕承说道：“蒋总，我下车去看一下前面什么情况。”                                                                                蒋慕承：“好。”                                                                                待司机下车后，苏韵惊诧问道：“你也姓蒋？”                                                                                蒋慕承看了她几秒，然后点头，“恩。跟蒋慕承是本家。”                                                                                “哦”苏韵讪讪一笑，被看穿心思后，有些许的尴尬。                                                                                蒋慕承身体往前倾，从副驾驶上拿过一个购物袋。                                                                                苏韵看了眼购物袋，牌子她不认识，但是购物袋做的很精美。                                                                                蒋慕承从里面拿出一条小碎花的棉质裙子递给她：“看样子还要堵上个几十分钟，你衣服都湿了，先换上吧，免得感冒。”                                                                                苏韵的手僵在那里。                                                                                蒋慕承又说：“是我侄女的裙子，孕妇裙，可能比较肥，凑合着吧。”                                                                                苏韵现在的确感觉不舒服，湿哒哒的衣服紧紧贴着皮肤，很痛苦，还很狼狈。听到是他侄女的裙子，她心里就没有那么介意了。                                                                                可她还是拒绝了：“谢谢，真不用。”                                                                                蒋慕承也没再勉强，又把裙子放到购物袋里。                                                                                这时司机回来，跟蒋慕承说：“至少要堵上半小时。是袁颖的开的那辆跑车撞上了前车，人没受伤，受到了点惊吓。”                                                                                袁颖？                                                                                是个女人啊。                                                                                刚才她还自作多情的以为是个男人开的车呢。                                                                                苏韵拿着毛巾继续擦湿漉漉又有些乱糟糟的头发。                                                                                蒋慕承听后‘呵’了一声，“净给交通添堵。”                                                                                他看了眼手表，又问苏韵：“是继续等，还是走着去商场？”                                                                                苏韵微怔，他怎么知道她要去逛街？                                                                                蒋慕承：“不是要给林樾买生日礼物吗？”                                                                                苏韵彻底傻眼了，这个男人会读心术不成？                                                                                蒋慕承看出她的疑惑，但也没再解释，而是自作主张：“走吧。”                                                                                他拿了伞，推开车门下去。                                                                                苏韵拎上包，不忘拾起脚边的那把小破伞，紧跟着下了车。                                                                                这阵子的风雨要小一些了。                                                                                可她从车里下来时还是不由打了个冷战。                                                                                蒋慕承看了眼她手里的那把小破伞，嫌弃的口吻：“还不扔？”                                                                                “哦，扔”