The Days When I Was Fed by Her

Lin Yan (nutritionist) × Su Wanxing (female star) In the emergency room at three in the morning, the smell of disinfectant was mixed with the smell of Su Wanxing's lingering perfume. She curled up on the hospital bed and looked at the beating curves on the monitor. For the first time, she felt that the days when she was chased by the spotlight were like a high fever that reached 39 degrees, and even her breathing was painful - a year of continuous shooting, the cold lunch boxes stuffed into the bag by the team, and the schedule that was always holding a stopwatch. Finally, when she fainted backstage at the award ceremony, the string was completely broken. The nutritionist brought by the assistant is named Lin Yan. As his name suggests, his eyebrows are like an unpolished inkstone, cold and hard, with an undeniable stubbornness. When we met for the first time, she threw the cheesecake that Su Wanxing's assistant had secretly stuffed into the trash can, and said in a calm voice: "For the next year, I will be responsible for your diet, including the amount of water you drink, accurate to the milliliter." Su Wanxing had seen too many people who wanted to cling to her. At first, she only thought that Lin Yan was another kind of "careerist" who used this tough attitude to gain a sense of presence. But the other party seemed to really only care about her body: the warm multi-grain porridge appeared in the room on time at five o'clock in the morning, and the calorie ratio of each ingredient was accurate; when she used the excuse of "being in a bad mood and craving something sweet," he would silently hand over a small bowl of steamed pumpkin with very fine osmanthus sprinkled on top; even when she was anxious and insomniac late at night, the sound of chopping vegetables could be heard through the door, and there would always be an extra soothing lotus seed soup in her breakfast the next day. Lin Yan never asked her about her job, nor did he accept the autographed photos she handed her. When she sighed in the mirror and said, "I'm too fat to look good on camera," he replied lightly: "A healthy look is prettier than anything in the camera." Su Wanxing gradually discovered that this nutritionist, who always had a straight face, was like a slowly warming stone, silently ironing out her overdrawn life. She began to look forward to the moment when Lin Yan would show up with a lunch box every morning. Listening to her tone of voice when naming the dishes, and seeing her back wearing a dark blue apron busy in the makeshift kitchen, the place in her heart that had been frozen by Vanity Fair quietly melted away. Until late at night when the temperature was cooling down, Lin Yan was exhausted from taking care of her for days and developed a high fever. Su Wanxing was standing by the bed, changing the wet towel on her forehead, when the other party suddenly grabbed her hand, and the palm of her hand was surprisingly hot. "Wanwan..." A vague murmur escaped from Lin Yan's red-hot lips. It was light and soft, like a candy that had been forgotten for many years, and it fell unexpectedly into Su Wanxing's heart. The moonlight that leaked through the cracks in the curtains just fell on Lin Yan's eyelashes. She suddenly understood that the person who called her "Wanwan" had long hidden her name, her preferences, and those years in his heart. After such a long time, he found her by following the starlight. The most precious starlight is never in the spotlight, but in the smoky daily life when someone washes your hands and makes soup for you. Concept: The fate between people is often hidden in seemingly accidental encounters. Those mutual rushes across time make "reunion" itself a kind of salvation.