The Best Actor's Courtship: Miss Scriptwriter, Please Love Me! Chapter 5-I Found Her

Seventh Brother rarely cursed at people. Only when he was mad at Gong Yu, he would shout dirty words. He thought Gong Yu was pitiful most of the time, so he could not bear to scold him.

Seventh Brother was Gong Yu's agent. His name was Su Rui but people called him Seventh Brother. Four years ago, he met Gong Yu by accident in the street. Gong Yu wore weird clothes and combed long hair into a ponytail on the top of his head. He exuded cool and majestic manner, like a prince who came through time and s.p.a.ce.

At that time, Seventh Brother happened to need an actor for a costume drama. He thought Gong Yu resembled the male lead. However, he found the man not only cool but also stiff. When he took him back and asked, the man told him nothing except that his name was Gong Yu and he wanted to find a woman called Xiao Xi. Seventh Brother firmly believed that Gong Yu had lost his memory.

Then, he tentatively asked him if he wanted to act. Gong Yu just asked if he could find Xiao Xi by acting. Seventh Brother thought about it and said, "If you don't know where she is, you can only wait for her to come to you. If you are well-known for acting, she can definitely see you and find you." Then, Gong Yu agreed immediately.

Then, Seventh Brother showed him the play and told him to act a prince. Unexpectedly, the role was almost tailored for Gong Yu, who could compose and perform military exercises. He succeeded in walk-through. He became popular for a while because of that film. A talent agency in South Korea took a fancy to him and signed him for four years. During this period, Gong Yu was not cooperative. He was unwilling to join the recreational program and interview. He was unwilling to have rumored affairs and create buzz. Despite his first-rate acting skill and appearance, his development was tepid. When the contract was completed, Gong Yu asked to return home from abroad. Therefore, Seventh Brother brought him back to the homeland.

Gong Yu spoke in a deep voice, "Seventh Brother, I found her!"

Seventh Brother did not understand his sudden outburst, "What?"

Gong Yu said again, "I found Xiao Xi."

Seventh Brother came to his senses and answered curiously, "What？Did you say that you found Xiao Xi?"

Gong Yu raised his head and looked at Seventh Brother seriously, "Yes, I found her."

Seventh Brother was a little excited, "Where is she? Did she not come back with you?"

Gong Yu lowered his head and felt depressed. He said in a deep voice, "She pretended not to know me and refused to recognize me."

Seventh Brother sat down and gazed at Gong Yu as he asked wonderingly, "Is it possible that you got the wrong person?"

Actually, Seventh Brother always thought the woman he was looking for did not exist. Gong Yu did not tell him the story about him and Xiao Xi. Seventh Brother thought Gong Yu was jarred by something and lost memory. Thus, he wrongly thought that he loved a woman because of incomplete memory. He was looking for her all the time. Since Gong Yu was so determined, Seventh Brother said nothing.

His amber eyes were full of certainty. He looked back at Seventh Brother and said slowly, "Impossible. Even if she is reduced to ashes, I can recognize her. She is my Xiao Xi."

Seventh Brother asked again, "Where is she? How can you find her? Why does she not come back with you?"

Without any explanation, Gong Yu shook his head and told Seventh Brother, "She is the scriptwriter, Yun Muxi."

Upon hearing that, Seventh Brother understood why he looked like this after he had seen the scriptwriter with the director this morning.

Seventh Brother patted Gong Yu on his shoulder with sympathy, "What are you going to do now?"

Gong Yu shook his head in despair and leaned his back against the sofa.

Seventh Brother said after a little while of silence, "If you still love her, you should try to get her back. As long as she is not married, there's hope for you."

Gong Yu's amber eyes were s.h.i.+ning brightly.

Dijing International Apartment.

In the second term of her senior year, there was no cla.s.s at school. Her cla.s.smates took the pains to prepare for the graduation theses. Yun Muxi did not go to school. Her graduation thesis was well prepared and essentially completed. She was going to take part in the filming of "Where does love belong", so she did not apply for a job.

When she was modifying the script following Zhao Yi's advice in front of the computer, the bell suddenly rang.

As she opened the door, a young man who delivered flowers asked with a smile, "Are you Yun Muxi, Miss Yun?"

Yun Muxi nodded lightly, "Yes, I am."

"Miss Yun, here are your flowers. Please sign for it!"

Yun Muxi knitted her brows and asked confusingly, "Can you tell me who delivered the flowers, please?" Few people knew her address, so she could not figure out who had delivered flowers to her.

The young man smiled politely and said patiently, "Miss Yun, we're only responsible for sending flowers and we don't know the information about our guest."

Yun Muxi received the list and signed. She received the flowers, expressed her thanks, and closed the door.

A bunch of champagne roses was wrapped delicately. At first glance, there were 99 roses at least. Among the flowers, a heart-shaped card jumped into her eyes. She picked up the card with a faint fragrance and saw the language of champagne rose: Falling in love with you is the greatest happiness of my life. Missing you is the sweetest pain. Being with you is my pride. Without you, I'm like a lost s.h.i.+p. The signature at the end was Y.

Yun Muxi loved champagne roses very much. She thought they were low-key, with grace and composure. Because she liked champagne roses, so she paid special attention to the flower language.

Yun Muxi knitted her eyebrows lightly and felt the handwriting a little familiar but she could not remember it. She did not know if she should throw or keep the roses. She really liked this bunch of delicate flowers. Besides, Niannian would come back soon. The little girl liked flowers most. Thus, she determined to keep the roses. She put the flowers into a vase carefully and threw the card into a trash can.

She went back to the computer and kept modifying the script. As noon approached, the bell rang again.

She stopped her work and opened the door. A young man who delivered food asked politely, "Excuse me, are you Yun Muxi, Miss Yun?"

Yun Muxi confirmed in a soft voice, "Yes, I am."

The young man handed over the food to her, "Miss Yun, here is your food."