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                                第619章
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                说完,她起身往外走,头也未回,只淡声道,“单我已经买过了,你可以多坐一会儿!”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
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                                苏熙起身走到窗前,见外面不知道什么时候下雨了,茶楼的服务生打着伞护着顾云舒上了车,她带着口罩,脸上看不出情绪,上了车后,很快离开。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                四年前?
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                那就是她和凌久泽要结婚的时候,原来那个时候他正打算向另外一个女人求婚。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                可惜被拒了,落在她的魔掌里。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                他真的是因为和顾云舒赌气才同意和她结婚的吗?
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                手机突然响,苏熙看了一样,拿起来接听。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                凌久泽柔和的声音传来,“收工了吗?下雨了,我去接你。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                苏熙“嗯”了一声,“我给你发位置。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “不在片场?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “不在,出来谈点事儿。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “嗯,把位置发给我。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
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                                凌久泽到的时候,远远的看到茶楼门前站着个打伞的小姑娘,身上米白色的大衣还是自己早晨给她挑的。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                少女一手撑伞,一手拎着包,低头在踩路面上的积水。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                不经意间,少女转头,精致白净的五官从黑色大伞下露出来,看到他的车,很快转身走向茶楼,把伞交给茶楼的服务生,然后向着他的车跑过来。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                车一停下,凌久泽打着伞下车,长腿走的很快,几步就到了她跟前,护着她坐到后面。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                明左开车,凌久泽和苏熙一起坐在后面,握住她的手问道,“冷吗?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                苏熙摇头,“不冷。”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “怎么不在茶楼里等着?”凌久泽拿了纸巾帮她擦额头上的水珠,动作温柔。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                车子启动,雨哗哗落下来,冲刷着玻璃,外面的行人和街面都变的模糊。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                苏熙靠在凌久泽肩膀上,半眯着眼睛看向车窗外。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “累了?”凌久泽捏着她的侧脸,“今天怎么这么乖?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                苏熙微微仰头,一双眸子像是被雨水冲刷过似的澄澈,“凌久泽,你向顾小姐求过婚?”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                凌久泽一怔。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                苏熙垂下长睫,有些落寞的轻哼了一声,“果然是真的!”
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “很久以前的事儿了!”凌久泽搂紧她的腰身,低声解释。
                                
                        
                        

                        
                                        
                                “那你当时很喜欢她?”苏熙语气温静,不是质问,只是好奇。