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！                                                                                        火锅店里。                                                                                苏韵从落地窗看到夏乔跟她的闺蜜驱车离开,心思也跟着飘远。                                                                                蒋慕承瞅着她，“看什么呢？”                                                                                苏韵收回视线，“她们走了。”                                                                                蒋慕承无语：“跟你有关？”                                                                                “”苏韵不满的拧了他一下,问：“你真有洁癖？”                                                                                蒋慕承没吱声，开始往火锅里放素菜和豆制品,苏韵吃饭一般都是先吃素,最后吃点肉，但吃的也不多。                                                                                他有时会纳闷,这小女人，平常不爱吃肉，可在床上就是贪吃。他又比她大好多，有时他会鬼使神差的质疑自己，再过个十年八年，他会不会喂不饱她？                                                                                苏韵下巴搁在他肩头,“诶,问你话呢！你真有洁癖？”                                                                                蒋慕承侧眸瞥她一眼，“看跟谁。”                                                                                苏韵眨了眨眼,“几个意思？”                                                                                蒋慕承：“看跟谁一起吃饭。”                                                                                苏韵笑,知道他其实根本没什么洁癖,就是以洁癖为借口去拒绝女人。她环抱住他的腰,凑上他的侧脸亲了一口。                                                                                蒋慕承怕锅里的蔬菜煮过头,一手把青菜夹出来，一手把她的头推过去,示意她,“坐好了！”                                                                                “就不！”苏韵越说越起劲,还起身抱住他的脖子对着他的嘴就来了一口。                                                                                他们坐在里边,又靠窗,这可方便了苏韵欺负人，不仅亲他，还时不时的在他衣服里恶作剧一番。                                                                                得逞后还咯咯咯的笑个不停。                                                                                蒋慕承无奈的看着她，错误的理解成，她现在很想，低声说道：“忍一下，回家就给你。”                                                                                苏韵怔了几秒，草，她看上去就这么？她无法形容。                                                                                于是瞬间安静下来，还是老实一点吧。                                                                                苏韵拿出蒋慕承的手机想玩游戏，可是进不去，把手机递到他面前，“要指纹解锁。”                                                                                蒋慕承轻叹了口气，“吃饭时不许玩手机！”                                                                                苏韵：“我想玩。”                                                                                蒋慕承板起脸：“苏韵！”                                                                                “不给玩拉倒，把我手机还我！”苏韵梗着脖子看他，盛气凌人的架势。                                                                                蒋慕承望着她几秒，最终妥协，把她的指纹也输进去。                                                                                苏韵进入手机，他手机里可真干净，一款游戏都没有，声音微弱的问道：“我下个消消乐玩行吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承要笑不笑，“要不下载个切水果？”                                                                                苏韵在桌下踢了他两脚，竟敢嘲笑她智商低。                                                                                她平时哪有时间玩游戏，有时回宿舍，实在没事干，就用消消乐打发消遣时间，其实也不是真的感兴趣，就是闲下来会想些不该去想的。                                                                                蒋慕承把煮好的青菜和豆制品夹在盘子里冷着，余光瞄了眼手机，“这关通过后退出来吃饭。”                                                                                “你先吃。”苏韵还在低头玩。                                                                                “苏韵，别过分！”蒋慕承没法容忍吃饭都三心二意的行为，也就是苏韵，换作旁人，吃饭还玩手机，他早就发飙。                                                                                这时火锅店的门口，夏乔去而复返，她心底气不过，又不愿让苏韵以为她是落荒而逃，车开到半路又折了回来。                                                                                楼下没空位子，她们只好到楼上。                                                                                闺蜜见夏乔一直阴着脸，试探道：“我也不太饿，要不我们就等楼下的位置？”                                                                                夏乔置气一半：“不用！”                                                                                她们的运气还不算差，靠在扶手边还有张空位，唯一的不足是靠近调料区，人来人往，说个悄悄话都不方便，但直对着一楼窗户的位置，蒋慕承和苏韵的一举一动尽收眼底。                                                                                闺蜜说：“坐这里吧，看着敞亮。”是夏乔能看到楼下，心里敞亮。                                                                                夏乔坐下后，倒了杯水，视线总不自觉的瞄向楼下的那个位置。                                                                                她没想到蒋慕承还有这样鲜为人知的柔和一面。                                                                                蒋慕承一手端着盘子，一手夹菜往苏韵嘴里送，苏韵则低头在玩手机，他喂她几口菜后，还贴心的再喂她几口果汁，俨然把苏韵当成三岁闺女宠着。                                                                                不知道蒋慕承夹了什么吃的放在苏韵嘴里，苏韵忽然抬头，拧着眉很不高兴的看着蒋慕承，貌似是蒋慕承给了她不爱吃的东西。                                                                                两人对峙了几秒，还是蒋慕承妥协，把嘴巴凑过去将苏韵嘴里的食物吃下去。                                                                                夏乔紧握着水杯，差点把杯子给捏碎。                                                                                楼下。                                                                                蒋慕承把苏韵不爱吃的墨鱼滑吃下去，“以后这些必须要吃一点！”                                                                                “就不吃。”苏韵不爱吃鱼滑，虾滑倒是可以吃点。                                                                                她把手机放下来，自己夹了一个墨鱼滑放嘴里，伸长脖子，示意蒋慕承过来。                                                                                蒋慕承无奈，只好低头含住她赏的鱼滑。                                                                                苏韵嘚瑟的咂咂嘴。                                                                                楼上。                                                                                闺蜜已经点完菜，也看到了刚才那一幕，微微叹气，“你这是找虐呢！要不咱换个位置吧！”                                                                                夏乔收回视线，态度坚决：“不换！”                                                                                闺蜜：“你何苦呢！”                                                                                夏乔喝了几口水：“我不甘心！”                                                                                “不甘心又能怎样？你跟人家分了，还又结过婚，你拿什么跟那个女人争？”                                                                                夏乔说：“不试又怎么知道争不过她？”                                                                                楼下。                                                                                苏韵已经吃饱，蒋慕承这才开始自己吃起来，吃到苏韵喜欢吃的菜时，还是忍不住会问：“还吃吗？”                                                                                苏韵摇头，正专心致志的在玻璃上用手指作画。                                                                                玻璃上晕染了一层薄雾，成了天然的画布。                                                                                苏韵画完大海轮船海鸥后，又写上一行字，四哥LOVE苏苏。                                                                                蒋慕承在看到苏苏两字时，脸色变了又变，若他没听错，傅明琰就称呼她苏苏，她微信的昵称也是苏苏。                                                                                苏韵回头，笑着看他，“好看不？”                                                                                “不好看。”蒋慕承说完后继续吃菜，也没再朝她那边看。                                                                                苏韵感到莫名其妙，“诶，什么态度呀！”                                                                                蒋慕承：“我什么时候说过我爱苏苏？”                                                                                苏韵眨了眨眼，她好像没跟蒋慕承说过这个名字，“苏苏是我小名呀，我爸妈都姓苏，所以我就叫苏苏了，但我舅舅都喊我小韵，其实都一样。”                                                                                蒋慕承用力握了握筷子，好像吃错了醋。                                                                                轻咳几声后，“我还是觉得苏韵好听。”                                                                                苏韵赶紧靠近玻璃，在苏苏上面哈了一口热气，两个字开始模糊，她又写成苏韵。                                                                                然后回头问蒋慕承：“这样呢？”                                                                                蒋慕承眉眼间舒展不少，点头，“还不错。”                                                                                苏韵‘切’一声，随后眼神又流露出淡淡的悲伤，像是自言自语，“下个月就是我爸妈的忌日了。”                                                                                蒋慕承的心头一颤，转脸看她。                                                                                苏韵一时间安静下来，手臂支在桌子上，陷入回忆，蒋慕承低头吃东西，没去打扰她。                                                                                直到服务员过来加汤，蒋慕承说不用，还让服务员把火关掉。                                                                                苏韵这才回神。                                                                                之后跟蒋慕承闲聊：“你知道我爸妈是怎么走的吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承摇头，如实说：“我没查。”                                                                                “他们是jingcha，在一次抓.捕du。fan的行动中没突.围成功”说着她擦去眼角的泪。                                                                                “那时我才四岁，也不懂死亡是什么，估计当时都没哭，后来我就被舅舅接回老家。”                                                                                蒋慕承把她拥在怀里抱了抱，良久后说：“我们回家。”                                                                                苏韵从他怀里坐起来，点点头。                                                                                深秋的夜晚很冷，空气却清新。                                                                                蒋慕承牵着她慢慢走着。                                                                                苏韵把头靠在他的肩膀，仰头看着夜空，还有若隐若现的小星星。                                                                                突然蒋慕承的声音从头顶传来，“苏韵。”                                                                                苏韵抬头看他，嘴角有丝浅笑，“恩？”                                                                                蒋慕承：“不许想不开心的！”这一刻，他也在自责，他以为他很了解她，到头来，他什么都不知道。                                                                                苏韵：“没想不开心的。”                                                                                苏韵岔开话题，故意把胳膊伸到他鼻尖处，“闻闻，衣服上都是火锅味，回家你负责把衣服都洗了。”                                                                                蒋慕承：“行，以后你的衣服不用保姆洗，我来。”                                                                                这时从后面走上来一对小年轻的情侣，说说笑笑，嘻嘻闹闹，还不时传来一阵尖叫声。                                                                                苏韵侧脸瞧了眼，这对小情侣也就二十岁这样，青春逼人，肆意放纵，女孩坐骑在男孩脖子上，男孩故意使坏吓唬女孩时，女孩就害怕的尖叫。                                                                                她不由感叹，年轻真好。                                                                                待他们走远，蒋慕承停下来，若有所思的看着她。                                                                                苏韵眨眨眼，摸不透他在想什么。                                                                                蒋慕承说：“苏韵，我们也可以的。”                                                                                苏韵不明所以：“？”                                                                                蒋慕承蹲下来，拍拍自己的肩膀，“坐上来吧。”                                                                                苏韵站着没动，她都快三十的人了，合适吗？                                                                                蒋慕承回头看她，催促：“快点啊，一会儿脚会蹲麻。”                                                                                苏韵还是踌躇不决：“四哥，我马上就29。”                                                                                “怎么看也是十九。”                                                                                苏韵抿嘴，忍不住笑。                                                                                蒋慕承又催了她一遍，苏韵才走过去，真有点不好意坐骑在他脖子上，坐好后，蒋慕承握着她的两只手臂，慢慢站起来。                                                                                好在苏韵不重，蒋慕承也一直健身，没怎么费劲就站了起来，只是苏韵开始害怕，头皮发麻，两手不自觉的发抖，感觉自己马上就要摔下来。                                                                                真是老了，心境不再一样。                                                                                以前可是最喜欢这样被高高举起，现在没有了胆量不说，还会害羞，有路过的人看她，她就浑身不自在，耳根发烫。                                                                                苏韵害怕：“蒋慕承，放我下来。”                                                                                蒋慕承哪会听话，“不放！”                                                                                苏韵：“我会掉下来的！”                                                                                “不会！”                                                                                蒋慕承太高，她也不矮，经过树下，她的发顶还能碰到树叶。                                                                                又有一波夜跑的人从他们身边经过，一步三回头的看着他们，苏韵被看的眼神不知看向何处。                                                                                “苏医生？”                                                                                擦，还有熟人？                                                                                苏韵刚才没看清经过的几人，这才循声看去，靠，要不要这么巧的！竟是她们病区的俩小护士，小赵和小路。                                                                                要死了要死了！                                                                                “呀，苏医生，真是你啊！太高了，我们差点都没认出来。”                                                                                那就别认出来了呀。                                                                                苏韵脚后跟踹了下蒋慕承的腰部，小声说：“四哥，放我下来啊！”                                                                                “不放。”                                                                                苏韵找个理由：“我要跟同事说几句话。”                                                                                蒋慕承：“没不让你说，我又没堵你的嘴。”                                                                                苏韵：“”深深的无力感。                                                                                小路和小赵一直盯着蒋慕承看，只觉得他好眼熟，很像她们老公，可又不敢确定，主要是想不到苏韵会跟蒋慕承扯上关系。                                                                                突然她们觉得，睡不着正版蒋慕承也没什么好遗憾的，可以去找个高仿的睡，就像苏医生这样，特明智。                                                                                见他们小两口在小声的打情骂俏，她们识趣的说：“苏医生，我们还要继续跑步，拜拜。”冲她挤挤眼，两人嬉笑着跑开了。                                                                                待她们跑远，苏韵开始不让，“蒋慕承，你怎么这么讨厌！很丢人的好不好！不知道她们俩明天要怎么调侃我了。”                                                                                一把年纪了，在大马路上花式秀恩爱，道德败坏有没有？                                                                                蒋慕承问：“跟我在一起很丢人？”                                                                                苏韵无语，这都是什么逻辑。                                                                                她又央求蒋慕承放她下来，离医院越来越近，她这样堂而皇之的骑在一个男人脖子上，万一要遇到医院的男同事或是领导，迷之尴尬呀。                                                                                可蒋慕承就是不听，还跟她较上了劲。                                                                                问她：“你怕谁看到？”                                                                                苏韵无言以对，她怎么能知道会遇到谁，也就是这么随口一说，他怎么跟吃了枪药似的，简直不可理喻。                                                                                又经过一棵树下，树干结实粗壮，苏韵抬起手臂，两手紧紧抱着树干，威胁到：“蒋慕承，你不放我下来，我就不松手。”                                                                                蒋慕承脸都黑了，“苏韵，松手！”                                                                                苏韵就是不听。                                                                                她不松手，蒋慕承就没法朝前走，两人对峙了好一会儿，谁都不让。                                                                                路过的人窃窃私语，看到苏韵攀着树干，有的人还笑出了声。                                                                                蒋慕承气的脸都黑了，最后松手，也不管她，径自向前走去。                                                                                苏韵吊在树干上，身体悬空，离地面还有段距离，她又不敢跳，看着蒋慕承倔强的背影，她哭笑不得：“诶，蒋慕承，你给我回来。”                                                                                蒋慕承充耳不闻，还是继续朝前走。                                                                                苏韵：“回来！”                                                                                看来他是成心不管她了，苏韵也没再指望他，低头看了眼地面，高是高了点，但也摔不死人，她眼睛一眯，松开手跳了下来。                                                                                落到地上时，她赶紧蹲下来，捂住脚踝，又酸又麻，她呼了口气，心里把蒋慕承骂了一千八百遍。                                                                                缓过来后，苏韵跑着去追蒋慕承。                                                                                追上后，对着他一阵拳打脚踢。                                                                                蒋慕承任由她打骂，不还手，但也不哄她，一直阴着脸，像是谁欠了他几个亿似的。                                                                                回到家，蒋慕承还是闷闷的不高兴，不管苏韵说什么，他不是爱理不理，就是敷衍了事。                                                                                她哄他，他也不回应。                                                                                蒋慕承的这种情绪一直持续多天。                                                                                除了在床上他还算动情卖力，甚至有时故意折腾她，但下了床，就一副不咸不淡的样子。                                                                                直到几天后去了C城，看到某些东西，苏韵才恍然大悟，原来这个老男人是因为自尊心受损在吃醋闹别扭。