这时病房门口有人敲门。                                                                                “刘部，是我，小苏。”                                                                                “小苏啊，进来吧。”刘文玉觉着苏韵来的太是时候了，她刚才的难题也迎刃而解。                                                                                苏韵推门进去时，首先看到的不是刘文玉，而是坐在床边的那个男人。                                                                                他手里拿着水果刀，正在用纸巾擦着刀刃。                                                                                苏韵再看看刘文玉手里的苹果，便什么都明白了。                                                                                他的眼神依旧是淡淡的，没有什么温度。                                                                                跟第一次遇见一样，他就看了她一眼，便收回视线。                                                                                对于她出现在这里，没有分毫的惊讶。                                                                                可苏韵远没有那个男人淡定。