用手背擦干净。                                                                                这时服务员已经把蛋糕和咖啡送来，蒋慕承示意服务员放到苏韵跟前。                                                                                苏韵看了眼蒋慕承点的东西，三样加起来要一百多块钱，她刚才想吃块抹茶蛋糕的，又没舍得。                                                                                付了半年的房租和押金后，她卡里已经没有多少钱。                                                                                蒋慕承尝了一口奶茶，太甜，喝了一口他就放到一边，然后催她赶快吃。                                                                                苏韵也没再矫情，拿起勺子开始舀蛋糕吃，吃了几口才想起来问：“晚上不忙？吃饭了吗？”                                                                                蒋慕承支着头，整个人都放松下来，眼神里也有丝慵懒，看着她说：“忙，要去相亲，路上堵车，正好又看到你，就过来坐坐。”                                                                                苏韵猛的抬头侧脸看她，眼神里夹杂着诧异和悲伤，动动嘴皮子，又发现好像没什么好说的，最后牵强的笑笑，又低头开始吃蛋糕。                                                                                如果这嫩绿的抹茶蛋糕是芥末蛋糕就好了，吃着蛋糕流眼泪也变的正常。                                                                                她味同嚼蜡的吃着以前最爱的抹茶蛋糕，好像都不知道喜悲是什么。                                                                                难怪他中午急着把箱子冒雨送来，还又说出那样一番话，说什么他遇到合适的就结婚，然后也没法再管她。                                                                                蒋慕承若有沉默，然后问她：“没什么要说的吗？”                                                                                苏韵摇摇头，继续吃了几口蛋糕才说：“你跟我说这事，是让我对你彻底死心，还是你故意刺激我，让我后悔跟你分手？”