“有。”钱包里还有差不多两千吧。                                                                                “给我一千。”                                                                                他竟然开口问她要钱？突然有一种他们像是老夫老妻的错觉。                                                                                她赶紧应声：“好。”又问他：“一千够了？”                                                                                “恩，平时也很少用到，放在身上备用。”                                                                                主要是昨天陶然一时心血来潮，说要吃糖葫芦，他就亲自下去买，结果钱包里没现金，几块钱一串的糖葫芦，他要刷卡，结果老板没卖给他                                                                                苏韵去包里掏钱包，蒋慕承也跟着走去客厅，把钱包掏出来给他，“放进去就行。”                                                                                苏韵多给了五百，放了一千五到他钱包里。她总觉得这是蒋慕承第一次开口问女人要钱，要的这么理所当然。                                                                                其实他完全可以让秘书给他准备好现金，可他却张口问她要钱，他总用最不起眼的方式给她前所未有的优越感。                                                                                苏韵打开他的钱包，一张钱包照映入眼帘，是年少时的他抱着年幼的陶然，那时陶然胖乎乎的，像个小肉团。                                                                                她记得舅舅的钱包里，也有一张合影，神气的舅舅跟可爱的她。                                                                                后来那张照片，在舅舅发病时被他撕掉了，撕得粉碎，她把碎片捡回来，但还是缺失了很多，再无法复原。                                                                                蒋慕承揉揉她的头发，“等然然出院后，我就去C城把你舅舅和舅妈接过来，我咨询过，舅舅这样的病情有控制住的希望。”