蒋慕承边给她按摩头，边暗中观察她脸上细微表情得变化。                                                                                今晚的她太过不正常。                                                                                苏韵忽然问道：“你现在在想谁？”                                                                                蒋慕承反问：“你觉得我还能去想谁？”                                                                                苏韵不吱声，这话并未说满，怎么理解都行。                                                                                蒋慕承握着她的手反剪在她身后，表情很严肃，“苏韵，我今晚必须得把这事给你说清楚，免得你会嗝应。”                                                                                苏韵呼吸紧张，她都不敢去猜，他接下来会说些什么。                                                                                蒋慕承看着她的眼睛，“夏乔说的没错，那个叫宝贝的是我最爱的女人。”                                                                                苏韵第一次体会到什么叫连呼吸都疼。                                                                                他又说：“从某种意义上说，这辈子不可能有哪个女人超过她在我心里的位置。”                                                                                苏韵感觉眼前是模糊不堪的，甚至连蒋慕承的样子，她都看不清了。                                                                                她就：“蒋慕承，你就放过我吧，别说了！”                                                                                蒋慕承拿过苏韵的包，把里面的手机拿出。                                                                                虽然之前分手，但手机也一直没换过来，期间苏韵发过信息给他，说要把手机还他，他扯谎说他在国外，等他回来再说。