Alan first sent Anai back to his home, and then he went home.
On the way home, he was surprisingly happy.
He usually seldom showed his emotions on his face, but this time while driving, he couldn't hide his smile.
After he got home, he wanted to read the script, but he couldn't concentrate. In the past, when someone gave him a script, he could finish it quickly, but today, he didn't know what was wrong.
The film company would send him many scripts every week for him to choose from. It had been a long time since the last movie that Shen Yuan and Anai made, and he still hadn't picked a suitable one.
However, this time, after being distracted for a long time, he finally saw a more suitable subject, which was the story of African refugees and African chiefs, and wrote about the original African family.
He thought it was quite interesting and read it carefully.
This week, he called the screenwriter again to discuss the plot with him.
"Have you ever lived in Africa?" he asked the screenwriter.
"Yes. It is because I have lived there that I have so many life experiences. I am deeply impressed by Africa." The screenwriter is French and has traveled to Africa. He is not short of money.
This screenwriter plays David, an absolutely rich man, with several castles alone.
The two met in a high-end club. Alan drank his favorite black tea and listened to David telling him about Africa.
"As expected, only screenwriters with plenty of money can write good scripts. My previous screenwriter was also not short of money." Alan said as he sat on the chair.
David smiled and said, "I originally went to Africa for tourism. I saw this and was inspired, so I wrote it down."
"This kind of script is very touching, at least it touches me."
"If you're free, let's go to Africa someday," David said. "Wow, Africa, we can go to Kenya's Masai Mara to see the Great Migration, where tens of thousands of wildebeests cross the river. Survival of the fittest is the natural selection, and only the fittest survive. We can also go to Venezuela to see the Great Falls and meet the chiefs of primitive tribes. Wow, that's what life is like."
Throughout the whole process, David did not try to sell his script to Alan, nor did he feel like he was seeking fame and fortune. Instead, it was like discussing the world's scenery with a friend, and Alan felt very simple.
This is what friends should be like.
David is in his thirties, very handsome and clean-looking.
In some aspects, he is comparable to Alan.
"Some other day? Which day?" Alan asked. He hadn't traveled for a long time.
When I traveled before, I was always alone and it was inevitable that I felt lonely.
"I have the money and the time, anytime."
"Then let's do it tomorrow," said Alan.
The other party slammed the table and said, "Shut up."
In the past few years, Alan has rarely met such caring friends. He hasn't made many friends for several years. Maybe it's true that making friends depends on fate. His fate had not yet arrived before.
When Alan went to pack his things, he paused, hoping that the child didn't mind that he had to go out.
He was just about to send her a message when Anai came to his house.
Alan put away his phone and wanted to talk to Anai Tata.
"Are you here? Sit down?" he said to Ana.
Alan was a little too enthusiastic this time, and Anai didn't quite understand why he suddenly became so enthusiastic.
She stared at Alan with her big eyes, "Brother Alan, what's the matter?"
Alan stroked Anai's back and said, "I'm going out for a trip to Africa. You can stay at home for a while, okay?"
Anais' eyes widened. "Then why didn't you go to Africa earlier? Why did you have to go when the relationship was established?"
"This screenwriter didn't contact me earlier."
"You're going with someone else? Who?" Anai asked again unconvinced.
"Writer, male, don't worry."
An unintentional smile appeared on the corner of Anai's lips. Alan took the initiative to explain "a man", which showed that he really cared about her, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to explain to her. Moreover, he also regarded her as his girlfriend in his heart.
"But if you leave, I will miss you very much." Anai felt like crying.
Alan stroked her head gently and lovingly, "Anai, be obedient. I'll be gone for a month at most. You still have a lifetime to come back."
When she heard the phrase "a lifetime", Anai's heart couldn't help but waver. But when she heard that it would take a month, she couldn't help but say unhappily, "A month is too long!"
"At most," he added, "this time I received a script and want to go to Europe to investigate the situation there. I have business, not just for sightseeing."
"If this movie starts filming in the future, will I go to shoot it?" Anai asked again.
Alan suddenly felt amused. "Are you going to play the chief's wife, or the chief's wife's maid? This play is original. There are no yellow characters or white characters."
Alan took a closer look at Anai's appearance. After all, Anai was a mixed-race of several countries, but she was very delicate and pretty. She was a very pretty little person, very cute, especially now. She puffed her cheeks and looked particularly aggrieved. She looked so lovable.
Alan couldn't help but smile and pinched her cheek with his hand, "What's your major?"
Anais widened his eyes even more, "You don't even know what my major is?"
"I study visual arts. You don't understand me, so I'll punish you," said Anai.
"I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. Now I know that Anai is studying visual arts." Alan patted Anai's head again.
Anai still feels particularly aggrieved today.
She didn't know why Alan wanted to leave immediately, although Alan explained that it was because he had just met the screenwriter.
But what Anai meant was that even if you meet a screenwriter, you don’t necessarily have to shoot the film. Didn’t he also not conduct any actual investigation when he was shooting Xiangxiang’s movie?
What Alan was thinking was: get out now while the feelings are not that deep, and come back quickly, otherwise in the future the feelings will be too deep and he won't be able to leave even if he wants to. He understands the pain of entangled lovesickness, and he also understands what it's like to be bound by emotions. He knows that he will definitely be a person bound by emotions in the future, so now, before that moment comes, he should go out by himself.
Anais and Alan packed their clothes, and his clothes were neatly put into the box.
Anai immediately threw herself into Alan's arms and said, "Brother Alan, I can't bear to leave you."
Then he started to sob.
Alan stroked Anai's head and said, "Anai, don't cry. If you don't want to go to school, I will let you follow me. Don't you still have to go to school?"
Anai cried in Alan's arms, feeling very wronged.
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