怕影响苏韵休息，蒋慕承在楼下的浴室冲过澡后才回到卧室，卧室里只有床头灯亮着。                                                                                蒋慕承走到床边，苏韵眼睛紧紧眯着，眉心微蹙，他知道她在装睡，用指腹轻轻摊开她的眉心，她开始呼吸不稳，他用手指轻轻描绘着她的五官，也没拆穿她假寐。                                                                                苏韵感觉心跳越来越快，她一直都没睡着，现在装睡，就是不想跟他在床上有多亲热。                                                                                这几天他一直挺照顾她的心情，她不高兴，他就没有进一步的动作。                                                                                苏韵突然感觉到他温热的气息喷在她的脸上，然后感觉到他用把双手垫在她后脑勺下面。                                                                                这种感觉很美妙，就好像被他捧在手心里，莫名的安心。她虽然看不见他，但能感觉出他在盯着她看。                                                                                蒋慕承把她的头捧在手掌心，俯在她身体上方，一直静静盯着她看，像在欣赏一件稀世珍宝，怎么都看不够。                                                                                他怎么就没有早五年遇到她？                                                                                如果遇到了，她就不会遭遇那些不幸，她就不会做那些噩梦。                                                                                今晚夏乔所说的每个字都像像一刀刀划在他身上，他捧在手心里的女人，却被那些人那般对待                                                                                他眯了眯眼，不敢再去想。                                                                                他突然想起，她说，四哥，我要是早点遇到你多好。                                                                                他还想起，那晚，她泪流满面。