说：“苏韵，对不起。”他出现的太迟了。                                                                                苏韵以为他还是为那晚的事道歉，也没多心。                                                                                蒋慕承什么都没做，只是抱着她，用尽全部力气。他不知道该怎么排遣心里的难过，她那时，承受了多少？又是怎么捱过去的？                                                                                “四哥？”                                                                                “嗯？”                                                                                苏韵发觉他今晚状态不对，情绪低落。“是不是公司遇到什么事儿了？”她一时忘了跟他的不愉快，只想着他能高兴一些。                                                                                蒋慕承：“没什么。之前对不起，把你惹不高兴了。”                                                                                苏韵：“原谅你，我大人不记小人过。”                                                                                看着她那嘚瑟样，蒋慕承拿了一盒过来，抽出一个放在她手里，“你的工作，做好。”                                                                                苏韵不愿意，其实是有点不好意思，蒋慕承手把手的教她，苏韵的耳朵一直红到耳根，还好月色下，他看的不是太清楚。                                                                                苏韵感受了今晚不一样的蒋慕承，没有丝毫温柔可言。                                                                                蒋慕承低头吻了吻她的唇角：“苏韵，我爱你。”