“都不是。”                                                                                “那是为了什么？”没有谁会吃饱了撑的跟别人，不对，是跟前女友说自己要相亲这种事，很欠扁的行为。                                                                                蒋慕承说：“就是想跟你说一声，我是路过，没带钱包，这个蛋糕和咖啡，一会儿要你帮我买单。”                                                                                苏韵：“……”她突然觉得胃都开始疼。                                                                                她越想越气不过，轮起拳头锤了他几下，心里才稍稍舒畅了点。                                                                                蒋慕承眼里带笑的看她，任由她闹着。                                                                                之后苏韵觉得没趣，就又坐好开始吃蛋糕，想到要自己买单，她就一点都舍不得浪费。                                                                                蒋慕承倚靠在沙发背上低头看手机。                                                                                他们之间一时间很安静，只有店里的轻音乐。                                                                                还有窗外面越来越大的落雨声。                                                                                苏韵希望时间永远停在这一刻，可又不得不面对一个现实，他们分手了，这个男人很快就会属于别人。                                                                                “雨下大了，你还不走？”                                                                                蒋慕承头也没抬：“我怕我一走雨会更大。”                                                                                “嗯？”苏韵不明所以。                                                                                蒋慕承收起手机，似笑非笑：“我要是走了，你还不得滂沱大