看着他决绝又落寞的背影，苏韵的眼泪滑到嘴角，她的心跟着空了，再无法填满。                                                                                秋风掀起他风衣的一角，轻轻扬起又瞬间落下，那件风衣曾将把她包裹在他的怀里，给了她数不尽的温暖与安心。                                                                                她眼前一片模糊，什么都看不清。昨晚他那句‘我爱你’还萦绕在耳边，夜色下，他给她弹奏小星星的画面像是刻在了脑海里。                                                                                苏韵擦擦眼泪，视线里，蒋慕承挺拔的背影越来越远，她突然抬起脚步朝他飞奔过去。                                                                                自私也好，下地狱也罢，她管不了那么多了。                                                                                追上蒋慕承后，她从身后紧紧抱住他，把脸埋在他的后背。