息道歉，我不是故意打扰的。”就是缺钱缺疯了。                                                                                “还有你之前送我的五百多万的玫瑰，我好多天都没睡着觉，太贵，太浪费，想想就心疼的受不了。”                                                                                那晚蒋慕承回来晚，她又把还未点完的蜡烛点上，躺在比金贵的玫瑰花瓣上，感受云泥之别。                                                                                她一直在省钱去买回被她之前走投无路时卖掉的房子，穿的用的都从网上买。                                                                                可这五百万的玫瑰花，蒋慕承转账的时候，连眼都不会眨一下。                                                                                那是一种怎么都无法忽视的差距感。                                                                                她不面对都不行。                                                                                她看着蒋慕承：“也许，再过十年，二十年，我依旧没办法去适应那么奢侈的生活。这就是我跟你之间的距离，没法改变的。”                                                                                蒋慕承低头咬着她的肩膀，狠狠咬了几下才松开，“苏韵，别说了，不会的。”                                                                                苏韵静默了数秒，说：“那我们就再说点别的。”                                                                                风吹过，苏韵的声音，遥远又清晰。                                                                                “四哥，我真没想过你会这么快看到那些视频，之前我还一直侥幸，你这辈子或许都看不到。”不是她有意隐瞒，而是…她不想那些不堪被他亲眼看到。                                                                                “我多希望自己能像夏乔或是…你曾经喜欢的女人那样，单纯的跟你在一起，不用担惊受怕，也不用患得患失的去想，会不会有天你就嫌弃我，不要我了…”                                                                                “