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！                                                                                        车内暗流涌动,安静的有些诡异，就连司机都屏住呼吸。                                                                                车外瓢泼大雨，前挡玻璃上像遮盖了一道幕帘,看不见前方的路。                                                                                安全起见，司机把车慢慢靠边,打开双跳,也没敢转头，小声说了句：“蒋总,雨太大，我们等等走。”                                                                                又加了句：“我去买包烟。”说完便撑伞下车。                                                                                车门打开的瞬间，一股寒气钻进来，苏韵一个哆嗦，不由抱住手臂。                                                                                蒋慕承条件反射般把她往怀里收紧。                                                                                苏韵开口的第一句话就是：“我脖子仰的久了，又酸又疼,给我揉揉。”                                                                                蒋慕承显然没反应过来,这画风转的让他始料未及。                                                                                苏韵皱皱眉头，“不愿意？”                                                                                蒋慕承回神,开始给她捏颈椎,挺好奇她是如此平静。                                                                                搁以前,她还不得跟他又吵又闹,今天这是怎么了？                                                                                “苏韵,夏乔说的那些，我…”                                                                                苏韵用手指按住他的唇,不许他再出声。                                                                                “蒋慕承,你的过去不用跟我交代,谁都有过去。”                                                                                多熟悉的话,蒋慕承想起,当初和傅明琰第一次吃过饭后，回去的路上，苏韵要跟他交代她和傅明琰的过去，他阻止了，说的原话就是这句。                                                                                可他跟她的情况不一样。                                                                                苏韵的手指用力按压他的唇，不是她不想知道那个宝贝是谁，而是不敢。                                                                                她怕听到蒋慕承亲口承认他以前有多爱那个女人。                                                                                她何必给自己找不痛快。                                                                                夏乔说蒋慕承对婚姻没兴趣，大抵是因为那个女人的缘故。                                                                                但他现在想跟她在一起，承诺了一辈子给她，她是不是可以认为，在蒋慕承的心里她是特别的？                                                                                假如他真的是因为那个宝贝的女人结婚嫁给别人，他才对婚姻失去兴趣，她甚至可以理解他。                                                                                因为她感同身受过。                                                                                当初傅明琰结婚了，她觉得这辈子再也不会爱上别人，打算一个人孤独终老。                                                                                谁想到有天会遇到蒋慕承，并爱上他？                                                                                蒋慕承专心致志给她揉捏，脸色平静，情绪并没有受夏乔那些话的影响。                                                                                苏韵的颈椎被捏的舒服了，她又指挥蒋慕承给她按按头。                                                                                蒋慕承边给她按摩头，边暗中观察她脸上细微表情得变化。                                                                                今晚的她太过不正常。                                                                                苏韵忽然问道：“你现在在想谁？”                                                                                蒋慕承反问：“你觉得我还能去想谁？”                                                                                苏韵不吱声，这话并未说满，怎么理解都行。                                                                                蒋慕承握着她的手反剪在她身后，表情很严肃，“苏韵，我今晚必须得把这事给你说清楚，免得你会嗝应。”                                                                                苏韵呼吸紧张，她都不敢去猜，他接下来会说些什么。                                                                                蒋慕承看着她的眼睛，“夏乔说的没错，那个叫宝贝的是我最爱的女人。”                                                                                苏韵第一次体会到什么叫连呼吸都疼。                                                                                他又说：“从某种意义上说，这辈子不可能有哪个女人超过她在我心里的位置。”                                                                                苏韵感觉眼前是模糊不堪的，甚至连蒋慕承的样子，她都看不清了。                                                                                她就：“蒋慕承，你就放过我吧，别说了！”                                                                                蒋慕承拿过苏韵的包，把里面的手机拿出。                                                                                虽然之前分手，但手机也一直没换过来，期间苏韵发过信息给他，说要把手机还他，他扯谎说他在国外，等他回来再说。                                                                                他打开微信，却发现宝贝发了条信息，还是一个月前发的，是一条清理联系人的群发信息。                                                                                他直觉苏韵一定看过宝贝的朋友圈，也一定误解了什么，所以那次分手里有那么多情绪在。                                                                                他没多问，而是跟宝贝发起视频聊天。                                                                                听到声音，苏韵也盯着手机屏幕看，她不知道蒋慕承想要干嘛。                                                                                蒋慕承看了眼手表，这个点，瑞士差不多是中午十二点半，她应该在午睡。                                                                                响了好久，那头终于接听，还不等蒋慕承说话，就听不满的语气透过电波传来。                                                                                但音质极其悦耳，用天籁般的声音形容一点都不为过。                                                                                “蒋慕承，你烦不烦！你不知道我在午睡吗！你是不是又要跟我说你手机不在你身边，让我别发微信到你手机上？大哥，我知道了，我还没到更年期，也没老糊涂！你真用不着一遍遍提醒我，我都快被你烦死了！我要再敢烦我，我就跟你断绝关系，不信你试试！”                                                                                说完就干脆利落的挂断。                                                                                “诶！…”蒋慕承真想都把手机给摔了，他抬眸看苏韵。                                                                                苏韵脸上的表情已经复杂到他一时找不到合适的词语来形容。                                                                                蒋慕承知道，他现在多说无益，说了苏韵也不会信，又找出电话号码，结果语音提示关机。                                                                                他喘了口粗气，又拨打固话。                                                                                这回有了经验，他先发制人，“妈，你是不是进更年期了！…”                                                                                那边打断他：“蒋总，太太昨天跟朋友去巴黎，没赶回来，您有事就打她手机。”                                                                                蒋慕承：“…让她接电话！”                                                                                保姆说：“太太真没在家，蒋总，您会不会记错了？”                                                                                蒋慕承无语的看着手机，只觉这个世界太疯狂，保姆都开始欺负他！明明上午打电话到家里，还是母亲接的电话。                                                                                他直接挂了电话，揉揉眉心，再次看向苏韵时，她眼底都是不可思议，更多的是怀疑。                                                                                他就知道她不会相信宝贝是他妈妈，可他妈妈长的年轻，到现在身材都保持的这么好，又不是他的错！                                                                                苏韵半信半疑的问：“你妈妈怎么看上去才二三十岁？”                                                                                “她注重健身保养，喜欢户外运动，照片也是修了的，本人还是一眼就能看出年龄其实没那么小。”                                                                                苏韵的表情还是木然的。                                                                                蒋慕承叹口气，心有余而力不足，“苏韵，她真是我妈，我妈比我爸小二十多岁，被我爸给惯坏了，一把年纪了还跟个小孩一样，说话也没有长辈的样子…你等一下，我让然然发张照片你就知道了。”                                                                                蒋慕承先不管苏韵的反应，直接拨打陶然的手机。                                                                                电话很快接通，“舅舅，你打扰我写语文作业了，我要写不完，我就赖你！”                                                                                蒋慕承没时间跟她扯闲篇，开门见山：“手机里有跟你姥姥的合照没？”                                                                                “多呢。”                                                                                “传一张过来！”                                                                                “你要我跟姥姥的照片干嘛？”                                                                                “哪来那么多废话，赶紧传来！”                                                                                “你不说，我就不传！”                                                                                蒋慕承：“…”这段时间他觉得他一点威严都没了，谁谁都能欺负他。                                                                                陶然继续威胁：“舅舅，没啥事我就挂电话了！”                                                                                蒋慕承咬牙：“我想我妈了行不行！”                                                                                “哎呀妈呀，酸死我了！好吧，这就发给你。”                                                                                不到一分钟，蒋慕承就收到陶然发来的照片，陶然搂着一位气质较好的老太太的合照。                                                                                那老太太一看就是七八十岁，跟宝贝朋友圈上传的照片真没半毛钱关系。                                                                                照片再修，压根也不会是一个人。                                                                                蒋慕承眯了眯眼，又打了陶然的电话：“然然，我要的是你跟姥姥的合照，不是你跟你奶奶的合照！！”                                                                                陶然很惊讶的语气：“咦？难道我发错了？你等一下啊，我看看。”                                                                                几十秒过后，陶然又说：“舅舅，我没发错啊，还是说你连自己妈妈都不认识了？”                                                                                蒋慕承胸腔里都是怒气，他就该想到这个小王八蛋被她姥姥给收买了！                                                                                他索性挂掉电话，再问也问不出个什么东西，只能乱上作乱。                                                                                蒋慕承拂拂苏韵的脸颊，“我们今晚就去瑞士，明天你就知道她是不是我妈！”                                                                                他一点招都没有了，家里的老照片都在二哥家。                                                                                他若没猜错，母亲已经通知了家里的每个人不要理睬他…                                                                                苏韵捏捏他的下巴，“你就是去了，你妈妈也不见得就会在家里等你。”                                                                                蒋慕承愣了下，反应过来后，欣慰的看着她：“你信了？”                                                                                “谁没事，乱认妈？”对于蒋慕承这样的人就更不可能。她刚刚也是太震惊，一下子没缓过神，就觉得他妈妈好漂亮好年轻。                                                                                蒋慕承松了口气，把她抱怀里。                                                                                又跟她解释：“我妈就爱拍照，修照，我手机里的备注也是她自己改的，说必要时可以替我挡挡女人。”                                                                                苏韵：“……”天底下还有这样的妈。                                                                                “关于夏乔说的，吵架出气，我妈跟我爸闹别扭，我自然会站在她这边。我没想过我要跟夏乔怎么样，也就没必要把我家人介绍给她认识。”                                                                                苏韵静静看着他，他之前提过，圣诞节带她去瑞士见见他家人。                                                                                所以她跟夏乔从始至终都是不一样的。                                                                                蒋慕承轻轻勾起她的下巴，“还有什么想知道的？”                                                                                “你妈妈应该也不同意你跟我在一起吧？”                                                                                他那么爱他妈妈，如果有天让他在妈妈和她之间选择，他会选谁？                                                                                跟傅明琰一样吗？                                                                                蒋慕承把她按在他怀里，“苏韵，如果我说我爸妈都喜欢你，赞同我俩在一起，你信吗？”                                                                                苏韵想都没想的摇头。                                                                                “那不就得了。我爸妈没见过你，更不不了解你，先入为主的也都是你负面的一些东西，谈何喜欢？”                                                                                他抵着她的额头，声音低沉又沙哑，“苏韵，在你和我爸妈之间，我已经选择了你。真要不想跟你过一辈子，我就不会顶着那么大压力，宁愿让一家人不高兴，也要厚着脸再来找你。至于我妈，你也别太担心，她不会跟自己儿子过不去，也做不出威胁我，强行拆散我们俩的事。她这个人，怎么说呢…你以后跟她相处就知道她是什么性子。我猜她过不了多久就会回国一趟，不过你也不用担心，我不会让你受一点委屈。”                                                                                苏韵深呼口气，蹭蹭他的鼻尖，没接话，也不知要说什么。                                                                                蒋慕承的手掌轻轻捋着她的脊背，“苏韵，有些事也不一定会按照我们想的来，或许事情并没有像我们想的那么糟糕，我们就别杞人忧天，想点开心的，好吗？”                                                                                他自嘲：“我今天把我以前一个月的话都说完了。”                                                                                跟苏韵在一起前，除去开会时不可避免的要讲话，其他时间，他真的是一个月加起来也没今天说的多。                                                                                中午跟沈凌聊，下班时又跟姐姐打电话，跟苏韵从甜品店说到现在。                                                                                口干舌燥不说，嗓子都开始隐隐发涩。                                                                                苏韵与他对视，“你家里的事以后再细说，你再回答我个别的问题。”                                                                                蒋慕承点头让她说。                                                                                “你跟夏乔，你们…你们…没有实质性的关系，是吗？”问到最后她声音都是颤抖的。                                                                                觉得不该问，不合适，可是听到夏乔在电话里那么说，她又心痒难耐，想彻底弄个明白。                                                                                蒋慕承回她：“你不是都听到了吗？还问！我…”                                                                                他的话没说完，就被苏韵的吻打断，她什么都跟他学会了，现在，她也会用吻把一些解释给悉数吞下。                                                                                苏韵搂住他的脖子，往下压了下，就开始亲吻他。                                                                                他更多的解释都淹没在她主动又热情的亲吻里。                                                                                就着他的高度，苏韵颈椎还会酸，索性俯身，居高临下的吻他。                                                                                车外，寒风肆虐，大雨滂沱，狂风卷着雨帘像是鞭子，噼里啪啦的抽打在车窗上。道路两边的植被也在风雨中飘摇。                                                                                而车内又是另一番景象。                                                                                车厢里安静的只有彼此越来越沉、越来越急促的气息。                                                                                蒋慕承不知道她还会这样，也对，有什么是她不会的？又有什么是她不能的？她连分手都能，加上公园那次，约等于甩了他两次。                                                                                蒋慕承抱着她，“苏韵，你听我把话说完。”                                                                                苏韵：“不想听，不用解释，我都懂，明白，我没那么笨。”她没时间再跟他啰嗦，将时间用在刀刃上。                                                                                大概是太久没亲密接触的关系，她竟这么容易动情。                                                                                蒋慕承后来配合着她，她说什么就是什么。她愿意怎么做就怎么做。这么久都没在一起，他什么都由着她。                                                                                “对不起啊。”                                                                                突如其来的道歉，苏韵觉得莫名其妙，眨了眨眼，看着他。猜测着，他道歉为哪般。“宝贝那事儿？”                                                                                蒋慕承摇了摇头，“不是。”那件事有什么好歉疚的。                                                                                苏韵下一瞬明白过来。她不愿多提以前，他这个人想起来一出是一出。过去了就过去了。明明是她的措，他还道歉。                                                                                不过，她还是说了句：“四哥。我大人不记小人过。”                                                                                蒋慕承笑了。什么歪理都被她占尽。明明是他不计较。他道歉，只是心疼她，不该跟她这样的女人一般见识。                                                                                她倒是蹬鼻子上脸。                                                                                两人没再耽搁时间，苏韵亲着他。                                                                                后来，蒋慕承感觉她体力不支，他们互换位置，他从被动换成主动的那个。                                                                                苏韵：“四哥。”                                                                                她最终还不是他对手，才几分钟过去，她就认输。                                                                                “四哥，我投降。”她又说一遍。                                                                                蒋慕承腾出嘴巴问她：“想了？”                                                                                苏韵看不惯他那得瑟样，她不吱声，忍着。                                                                                她想多坚持几秒。                                                                                结果，下一秒，“四哥，我真的认输。”                                                                                在这种运动上，他是天赋型选手，她再拼命也赶不上他。                                                                                因为顾忌太多，他们都没尽兴，但总算是品尝了餐前甜点，可以临时充充饥。                                                                                蒋慕承亲着她。“就在这好不好？”                                                                                他所谓的这，是车里。                                                                                苏韵喘口气，本能拒绝：“不行，我们回家，这是路上，司机万一进来怎么办？”                                                                                蒋慕承：“司机在后面的车里，他今晚是不会过来开车。”                                                                                苏韵还是担心：“那也不行，车会动的，让他们看到，我脸就没地方搁了，不要！”                                                                                蒋慕承抬头看她，眼神里全是火苗：“苏韵，我们都一个月没在一起，你不想？”                                                                                苏韵还是坚持要回家。                                                                                蒋慕承决定：“正餐回家吃，你先把我火给灭灭。”                                                                                苏韵提醒他：“外面有车经过。我们的车会动。反正就是不行。                                                                                蒋慕承温热的气息喷在她耳后，“外面那么大雨，没有谁会吃饱了撑的看我们的汽车动没动。”                                                                                苏韵还是不同意。                                                                                蒋慕承让自己清醒了片刻，他或许是有心理阴影了，就怕她又离开，怕她一个不高兴就甩了他，再也不回来。                                                                                他跟她确认，“真的不介意，也不生气了？”                                                                                苏韵点头，很确定。之前只是误会，现在说开了，还生气做什么？                                                                                缓了几分钟，蒋慕承的火苗也小了不少。                                                                                苏韵呼口气，拍拍脸，然后对他咬了一口。                                                                                蒋慕承嘶了一声，“苏韵，你还真欠…”他覆在她耳边说了最后一个字。                                                                                苏韵又咬他。                                                                                “你属狗的吗！”                                                                                苏韵欲要抬手打他，突然身体猛的向后撞去。                                                                                还不知道发生了什么，但耳边一直萦绕着碰的一声撞击声。                                                                                汽车也向前冲了几米。                                                                                苏韵本能的尖叫声淹没在大雨里。                                                                                等她缓过来时，脸色还是惨白，发现自己一直都在蒋慕承怀里，他两臂护着她的后背，两手掌捂着她的后脑勺。                                                                                蒋慕承坐好后，亲了亲她，安抚她受惊的情绪：“没事。汽车追尾被撞了下。”                                                                                苏韵眨了眨眼，可他们的车明明停在路边还打了双跳，怎么就能追尾？