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！                                                                                        苏韵眨了眨眼,在确定自己并没有幻听或是做梦后，她一时间都不知道要怎么面对蒋慕承，又继续低头吃蛋糕。                                                                                她用力咬着勺子,有些哽咽。                                                                                忽的，她放下勺子,抹了把眼泪,转身扑进蒋慕承怀里，抬头对着他的脖子就来了一口。                                                                                蒋慕承疼的嘶了一声,倒抽冷气。他抬手摸摸被她咬过的地方，又疼又麻。                                                                                “苏韵，你属狗的吗！”                                                                                “我属你的！”                                                                                蒋慕承：“…”他握住她的脑袋用力晃晃，“看我回家怎么收拾你！”                                                                                苏韵又继续吃蛋糕，抽空回他一句：“谁说要跟你回家！”                                                                                蒋慕承没爱搭理这一茬，看看窗外,雨越下越大。                                                                                拿着纸巾擦擦她嘴角的蛋糕,把咖啡端到她嘴边，“光吃蛋糕,就不怕被噎着？”                                                                                苏韵余光看了他一瞬,低头小啄一口。                                                                                她又吃了口蛋糕,用力咽下去,“蒋慕承,我那么差劲，满身都是缺点,以后免不了的还会跟你不讲理,跟你闹,你真想好了要跟我在一起？”                                                                                蒋慕承没接话,伸手拽拽她的耳垂。                                                                                苏韵叹口气：“这一个月我几乎每天都在想,跟我在一起，你太吃亏了。然后我…”                                                                                她欲言又止。                                                                                蒋慕承的手指还在她的耳垂上轻轻摩挲着。                                                                                “苏韵，今晚咱们就开诚布公的谈一次，你不要把话憋在心里，有时我也忙，也烦，也累，真没心思去整天猜你在想什么，有时就算猜了也是十有八错，还会惹你更不高兴……但只要你跟我说了，不管谁的错，我都会主动去哄你…我很少承诺别人什么，可只要说出口的，我就一定兑现。”                                                                                苏韵不免更加动容，她觉得蒋慕承的好越发衬的她配不上他。                                                                                她张张嘴，又发不出声，一时间觉得百转千回。                                                                                索性什么都没说，舀了一勺蛋糕放到他嘴边。                                                                                蒋慕承怔了下，反应过来后，立即张嘴含住。                                                                                苏韵用手背蹭蹭他的下巴，说：“蒋慕承，说一千道一万，其实就一句话，我就怕你有天会不要我。”                                                                                她别开视线，避开他灼热的眼神。                                                                                “我从小就没爸妈，虽然舅舅特别惯我，但潜意识里我还会觉得我是寄人篱下…小时候我调皮，舅舅有次生气了，我就害怕他会不会把我送到孤儿院，再也不要我…”                                                                                “可能我的自卑跟敏感在我很小的时候就已经有了，加上后来经历的那些事…在上海那几天，我本来就不想再提过去的事，结果你又非要找袁峰算账…所以那种崩溃的情绪就彻底爆发……”                                                                                她微微叹了口气，“这段时间我静下来的时候就会想，我们弄成今天这样，不能简单的说是谁对谁错，追根究底是我们的成长环境造成的。”                                                                                “所以老话说婚姻需要门当户对，不是没有道理的。当然了，门当户对的婚姻也不是就全部幸福，日子还得需要靠个人去过。”                                                                                蒋慕承一直静静听着，没有打断她，手指始终轻捻着她柔软的耳垂。                                                                                窗外的雨越来越大，落到地上，又瞬间腾起薄薄的烟雾。                                                                                地砖被冲洗的光泽鲜亮，莫名的感觉心灵也受到了洗涤一样。                                                                                苏韵说到这里，又瞥过视线来跟他对望。                                                                                “蒋慕承，这回我自己也想争取一下，想跟你一直过下去…你们男人可能无所谓，但是哪个女人不想跟自己第一个男人过一辈子呢…”                                                                                苏韵沉默了几秒，扁了扁嘴唇，“那天在江边跟你分手，其实内心深处还是希望你别丢下我的…说实在的，我自己也挺瞧不起我竟然会有这种想法…”                                                                                她深呼口气，自己都觉得有些难为情。                                                                                “可能就是所说的又想当婊.子，又想立贞.洁牌.坊…很让人不.耻。我也纳闷我怎么会在你跟前就成了这样虚伪的女人，以前，我不是这样的…”                                                                                以前跟傅明琰在一起时，从没这样过，吵架归吵架，从不拿分手说事。                                                                                蒋慕承把苏韵纳入怀里，低头狠狠在她肩上咬了一口，“以后不许这么说自己！”                                                                                经苏韵这么一说，他倒是也能理解一些女人这种矛盾的想法。                                                                                以前蒋小米跟她老公吵架，坚决要离婚，然后离家出走住到他的别墅那边。                                                                                两天过去，她老公没找过来，她就边哭边骂，说她老公不是东西，不爱她了，两天过去也不来接她回去……                                                                                所以古语说，唯女子与小人难养，这话一点也不假。                                                                                在上海，苏韵提分手那刻，他就是当年在收购案遇到瓶颈时，也没有那么身心疲惫，束手无策过。                                                                                蒋慕承在她唇角亲了亲，放开她后，把提拉米苏拿到她跟前，催促她快点吃。                                                                                苏韵没吃，而是若有所思的盯着他看。                                                                                “有话就说。”                                                                                “蒋慕承，今晚你跟我回家呗。”                                                                                蒋慕承顿了下，说：“好。”                                                                                看苏韵吃的差不多，蒋慕承打电话让司机把车开过来。                                                                                随行的保镖把苏韵的行李箱拿到后备箱。                                                                                苏韵去收银台结账一共128块。                                                                                她在心里把蒋慕承骂了一番，因为一杯咖啡和两块蛋糕她根本留没吃饱，回家还要吃。                                                                                蒋慕承站在她边上，无意瞥了眼她的钱包，给了收银员两百后她钱包里只有一张十块和一张五块的。                                                                                就算再加上一会找给她的钱也才八十多块钱。                                                                                所以她宁愿多等几个小时公交，也不舍得打车。                                                                                他一直都觉得她们医生的收入还算可以，富不了，但也穷不到哪里去。                                                                                他查清了她过往所有的事，唯独忘了关心她的经济情况。                                                                                以前想过给她卡，怕她自尊心受挫，就想着，反正结婚后他所有的财产都归她支配，到时候她也用的名正言顺，没有心里负担。                                                                                跟她交往的这段时间里，为了给她优越感，都是他问她要钱。                                                                                可他却粗心的忽略掉，她要给苏世凯看病，舅妈还一直吃进口的药，再加上房贷，她已经没什么钱。                                                                                而苏柠柠，也就今年才刚开始有点名气，以前赚的钱大概都不够自己花的，家里所有的开支都压在了苏韵一个人身上。                                                                                坐上车后，蒋慕承掏出钱包，他不是没带，刚刚就是故意逗她。                                                                                他留了五百，把剩下的一千递给她：“这是上回你给我的零花钱，也没用到，还是放你这吧，我留五百就够。”                                                                                苏韵疑惑了几秒，才想起，当初在公寓他问他要过钱，说放在身上备用。                                                                                蒋慕承又拿出一张卡，直接插.进她钱包的卡槽里。                                                                                “密码是然然生日，到时你改个自己容易记的，我事情多，卡放你这里，以后家里的每个月日常开销你就从这张卡转给管家。”                                                                                “还有，我不喜欢逛街，以前陪我妈逛街，我逛不到一小时就烦，估计以后我也没什么耐性陪你逛，反正卡在你这里，你就约田甜或是小米逛都行，要是跟小米逛，她不管买什么你都替她把单买了，就她那点工资不够她折腾的。你是她长辈，反正你钱多的也花不完，就照顾着她点。对了，你也经常关注下我的钱包，钱没了你就多取点放进去。”                                                                                苏韵摸摸那张卡，心里五味杂陈，他平时里话不算多，她是知道的。                                                                                可今晚他像个话唠，简直突破天际。说这么多，就是照顾她那点可怜的自尊，想让她没有过多心里负担的收下这张卡。                                                                                他都这么说了，再还给他，显得自己太矫情。                                                                                有那么一瞬，她突然有种是他妻子的错觉。                                                                                他上交工资卡，她发零花钱给他。                                                                                苏韵把钱包收起来放包里，车窗外的雨势不减。                                                                                她心里有点不忍，“我那边挺远，开车得一个多小时，明天会不会耽搁你事情？”                                                                                主要是住宿条件太简陋，怕他不习惯。                                                                                蒋慕承伸手把她揽进怀里，“明天周六，我没有安排。”                                                                                苏韵趴在她的胸口，听着他强有力的心跳，眯上眼，小憩了片刻。                                                                                蒋慕承的手机响起，手机铃声在狭仄安静的车厢里特别突兀。                                                                                苏韵睁开眼，问他，“谁啊？”                                                                                蒋慕承看着手机屏幕：“夏乔。”                                                                                怎么又是她！                                                                                苏韵最烦的人便是她。                                                                                “她怎么老是晚上找你？有什么事白天不能谈吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承摸摸她的头，“又炸毛了？”                                                                                “反正我不想你跟她见面。”                                                                                蒋慕承低头亲她一下，接通电话，为怕苏韵多想，顺手开启免提：“什么事？”                                                                                那头的声音很嘈杂，夏乔的声音夹杂着醉意，口齿略有不清。                                                                                “四哥，我在酒吧，我现在胃好疼，四哥，我想你了…你过来送我去医院好不好？”                                                                                尾音还有丝哭腔。                                                                                蒋慕承下意识低头看苏韵，而苏韵漆黑的眼眸也正看着他。                                                                                他对着话筒说道，声音冷淡，“夏乔，我不是你男人也不是你老公，你这个电话打错了！”                                                                                “四哥，你跟…苏韵分手了是吗？我还想回到…你身边，我后悔了，跟你分手后我就后悔了…我不该贪得无厌去计较那么多…”                                                                                蒋慕承眉头皱得很深，她这是又哪根筋搭错了？                                                                                夏乔打了个酒嗝，声音迷离，“四哥，我以后再也不跟你闹了，你对那个宝贝再好，我都不会再多说半个字…行不行？”                                                                                蒋慕承举着手机，视线一刻都没离开过苏韵的脸庞。                                                                                手机的亮光，还有车窗外的灯光，打在她的侧脸，忽明忽暗，他看不清她眼底的情绪。                                                                                而她也始终嘴唇紧抿着，面无表情的与他对望。                                                                                夏乔还在断断续续的哭诉着。                                                                                蒋慕承只能继续听下去，没法挂，挂了后，苏韵今晚大概就真跟他没完。                                                                                夏乔的声音忽远忽近，这阵子大概又把手机贴在了嘴边，所以听筒里传来的声音清晰刺耳。                                                                                “我知道那个宝贝是你最爱的女人…她结婚了，你都忘不了她…你说你对婚姻没兴趣，是因为要娶的那个女人不再是她所以你没兴趣了是不是？”                                                                                “呵呵，你不知道吧，我还偷看过你微信…有次看到她发给你的信息，她说她跟她老公吵架了，让你过去替她出气，收拾她老公一顿…”                                                                                “你回她说，知道了。我当时看的眼泪都掉了下来，你当时可是我男朋友啊，虽然我们没有实质性的关系，可你对外都承认了我是你女朋友的你说你怎么能…你怎么能…”                                                                                夏乔哭着又喝了半杯酒才继续说，“后来我离婚了，你上次打电话给我时，我开玩笑说，让你替我收拾渣男，结果你说你没那个义务…四哥，你知道我心里有多不平衡吗？那个女人嫁在瑞士你都能千里迢迢赶过去…为什么我就不行？”                                                                                “知道今天是什么日子吗？知道我为什么喝…喝酒吗？五年前的今天，是我二十八岁生日…你说好了要陪我吃饭的…可你失约了，你说你有公务要去瑞士…”                                                                                夏乔自嘲的冷笑两声，“后来你回来后，我又犯贱的偷看你手机，看那个宝贝的动态…才知道你陪她滑雪去了…她传的照片里我不仅看到了她，还看到了你的背影…”                                                                                “所以我才天天跟你闹别扭，不是我捕风捉影，胡思乱想！是我偷看到你们的照片和聊天信息，我又不敢说！可是四哥…分手后我还是想你，我知道挺犯贱的，可我忍不住去想你…”                                                                                “四哥，我以后再也不跟你无理取闹了…原谅我好吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承捏着手机，无奈又隐忍：“夏乔，酒疯发够了没！”                                                                                “四哥，我胃真的疼…今天我生日，你过来陪我好不好？”                                                                                “没空！”                                                                                蒋慕承直接挂掉电话，又发了信息给后车的保镖，让他们去酒吧一下，把夏乔送回家。                                                                                他收起手机看向苏韵时，苏韵还是维持着之前的姿势，一言不发的盯着他看。