“还有，我不喜欢逛街，以前陪我妈逛街，我逛不到一小时就烦，估计以后我也没什么耐性陪你逛，反正卡在你这里，你就约田甜或是小米逛都行，要是跟小米逛，她不管买什么你都替她把单买了，就她那点工资不够她折腾的。你是她长辈，反正你钱多的也花不完，就照顾着她点。对了，你也经常关注下我的钱包，钱没了你就多取点放进去。”                                                                                苏韵摸摸那张卡，心里五味杂陈，他平时里话不算多，她是知道的。                                                                                可今晚他像个话唠，简直突破天际。说这么多，就是照顾她那点可怜的自尊，想让她没有过多心里负担的收下这张卡。                                                                                他都这么说了，再还给他，显得自己太矫情。                                                                                有那么一瞬，她突然有种是他妻子的错觉。                                                                                他上交工资卡，她发零花钱给他。                                                                                苏韵把钱包收起来放包里，车窗外的雨势不减。                                                                                她心里有点不忍，“我那边挺远，开车得一个多小时，明天会不会耽搁你事情？”                                                                                主要是住宿条件太简陋，怕他不习惯。                                                                                蒋慕承伸手把她揽进怀里，“明天周六，我没有安排。”                                                                                苏韵趴在她的胸口，听着他强有力的心跳，眯上眼，小憩了片刻。                                                                                蒋慕承的手机响起，手机铃声在狭仄安静的车厢里特别突兀。                                                                                苏韵睁开眼，问他，“谁啊？”