十多分钟才打到饭，然后端着餐盘去职工就餐区找赵晶。                                                                                有同事已经吃过，但还是坐在位置上没走，眼神时不时朝着窗边那边瞄。                                                                                “苏韵，这边。”赵晶对着她招手。                                                                                苏韵循声看去，赵晶他们就坐在窗边，刚才被那个背对着她坐的男人挡住，她没看到。                                                                                合着那些花痴女人走完了不走就是为了看帅哥？                                                                                也是没救了。                                                                                只是当她视线再次落在那个背影上，她才发觉，这背影是她熟悉的，曾经熟悉到骨子里。                                                                                她自我催眠，不可能是他，不会的。                                                                                她每走一步，心脏就皱缩一次，抽痛感让她无所适从。                                                                                就在苏韵还抱有幻想，觉得不是他时，现实给了她当头一棒。