袁颖一把拽住他的胳膊，声音软下来：“老公，我们回家吧。”                                                                                傅明琰抽.出自己的手臂，“袁颖，有意思吗？我不知道你还守着半死不活的婚姻有什么意思！大家好聚好散不好吗？非要最后撕破脸？”                                                                                袁颖自嘲的冷笑一声：“看着旧情人跟别的男人在一起是什么感觉？痛不欲生对吧？”                                                                                傅明琰半眯着眼看她，危险的气息聚拢在眼底，静默几秒，他转身离开。                                                                                袁颖对着他的背影喊道：“傅明琰，我不可能离婚的！你爸妈也不会同意你离婚，更不可能让你娶那个女人！你就死了这条心吧！”                                                                                傅明琰头也没回。                                                                                *                                                                                蒋慕承的车里。                                                                                苏韵靠在他的肩头，想着晚上发生的一切。                                                                                傅明琰早就有了自己的家庭，时至今日，她也从那段沼泽地里走出来，虽然看到傅明琰她还会心里难受，但这种感觉总会过去。                                                                                如今她很确定，她现在爱的人是蒋慕承，而傅明琰是她曾经的青春年少岁月，她爱过，付出过，也得到过。                                                                                那段岁月已经刻在她的生命里，抹不掉，但也回不去。                                                                                苏韵轻声喊道：“四哥。”                                                                                “说，我听着呢。”蒋慕承正闭目养神。