他知道她租了房子，离这边很远，负责她安全的保镖把什么事都汇报给他。                                                                                中午给她送行李箱，他就装作不知她在外面住，他不想让她觉得他对她有多上心，多放不下。                                                                                虽然事实就是如此。                                                                                在公交站台拥挤的人堆里，他看到了那张熟悉的脸，憔悴落寞。                                                                                她等的那路公交到站，人群蜂拥而至，因为提着大的行李箱，她被挤到了一边，还有人很不耐烦的把她挡路的行李箱往边上踢了一脚。                                                                                又是箱子，又是雨伞，她不仅没挤上去，还被别人挤的差点没站稳。                                                                                那个箱子就要占好几个人的位置，又是下班高峰期，都在挤公交，哪有地方给她放箱子。                                                                                公交开动，她又站到公交站台，对着那个大号箱子愁眉不展。                                                                                打车回家，苏韵肯定是不会选择的，打车的钱就够她买个更好的箱子。                                                                                可她住的地方离地铁站很远，太不方便，除了公交，没有更好更经济的交通工具。                                                                                她考虑一番，决定等晚一点的公交，估计八、九点人会少。                                                                                她拖着行李箱暂时到路边的一家甜品店躲雨。                                                                                这个点，甜品店里的人不算多，她点了杯最便宜的奶茶，坐在窗边的位置，看着雨中熙攘的街头。