undernourished

Rong Mian was really hungry.

He thought he could endure until the last moment of the dinner, but by coincidence, there was a big aquarium in the private room, with many fish swimming in it, and one of them was really fat and big.

It's lively.

The scales are fiery orange, the tail is long and powerful, like a flame boiling in water, Rong Mian knows that its meat must be fresh and chewy.

He imagined that the moment his teeth pierced the fish's tail, there would be fresh juice bursting in his mouth, and he felt his stomach convulse uncontrollably.

Rong Mian was very hungry, he wanted to catch fish, and even more wanted to eat fish.

He has already learned how to socialize and live as a human being, and he only wants to play his role well in the entertainment industry, where human beings are intriguing and intriguing, and do this job safely.

But until now, adapting to the human diet has always been the most difficult hurdle for him.

Rong Mian's mouth is greedy, but in fact, he can swallow two green vegetables by force, even a boiled potato, because what is unpalatable is not the food itself, but the way humans season it.

For example, all the dishes in this meal today have chili peppers.

Fortunately, before the dinner, Rong Mian made some preparations for herself in advance.

While the people in the box were chatting and laughing, Rong Mian secretly took out the can from the bag and hid it in the wide pocket of her hoodie.

He took a spoon from the door and slipped into the bathroom.

Rong Mian never cared about the place of eating, as long as it is not discovered by others.

So after entering the toilet, he stood by the sink, clumsily hooked the ring with his index finger, and opened the can.

The edge of the aluminum can clasp was a little sharp, Rong Mian frowned and curled up her fingers.

Then he scooped up a small bite of the fish with his spoon, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

It is familiar, delicious tuna taste.

Rong Mian was a little happy.

He just hung his head and devoured several mouthfuls. The fish meat was cold, but Rong Mian ate it very delicious, because this can happened to be his favorite mixed flavor of tuna and prawn.

Occasionally, Rong Mian narrowed his eyes when he ate very chewy shrimp meat.

——However, at the moment when he bit the spoon and raised his head, Rong Mian met the eyes of the man standing behind him through the mirror.

Zhong Yi was really dumbfounded this time.

In fact, holding a spoon and going to the toilet are just two common behaviors in daily life. If you look at them separately, neither seems to be a big problem.

But if these two things collided by coincidence—going to the toilet with a spoon, Zhong Yi was stunned for a while and couldn't think of the second possibility.

Zhong Yi still made mental preparations at the door for a long time.

Fortunately, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a figure next to the sink. Zhong Yi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he looked closely, he realized that he had relaxed too early.

The boy is still eating, but what he eats is——

Zhong Yi's eyes fell on the palm of his hand.

It is a brown-yellow aluminum can with a circle of blue and white paper labels on it, with a fluffy and snow-white cat printed on it, and a row of small characters printed under the cat.

Special canned tuna for pets.

Zhong Yi was silent.

Hearing the movement behind him, the young boy in front of him seemed to be furious.

First he hid the can in his hand behind his back in a panic, then turned around abruptly and stared at Zhong Yi with undisguised hostility and defense in his eyes.

Zhong Yi is well-known in the circle for his high emotional intelligence. He has a poisonous mouth, but he always has a good measure of jokes, so he is very popular, and he can always handle large and small situations smoothly and properly.

But none of these scenes include finding out that the actor I'm about to work with is hiding in the bathroom and eating canned cats.

The two faced each other in silence for a while.

"I have a lot of friends around me."

Zhong Yi pondered for a while, then said, "They have the same situation as you, it's okay."

The boy's pupils seemed to shrink a bit.

Zhong Yi already had a rough answer in his heart.

It's an eating disorder.

he thinks.

Actors are good. On the surface, everyone is beautiful, but behind the scenes, there are many young people whose health has already collapsed.

Those artists who share gourmet recipes in their vlogs every day, pretending to be crazy about eating and not getting fat, in fact, most of them dare not even eat a bite of rice on the set.

Excessive dieting, too much pressure, or because the characters in the play need to lose weight, they chose methods such as inducing vomiting or taking medicine.

Zhong Yi has seen Zhong Yi who can't eat or eats too much, but he really doesn't meet a few who don't eat serious meals and hide canned cats secretly.

However, he has also heard of diseases like pica, but this kind of disease seems to be more of a mental and metabolic problem, and Zhong Yi doesn't know much about it.

Knowing that everyone has their own unspeakable secrets, but Zhong Yi looked at the boy's thin side face, but still couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart.

Too young, he thought.

He was ferocious, like a bluffing little beast, but Zhong Yi could clearly see the timidity and ignorance hidden in his round eyes.

However, Zhong Yi's words directly stunned Rong Mian.

"……What do you mean?"

Rong Mian slightly opened her eyes, "You said your friend—"

He was stunned for a while, probably because he didn't know how to describe his situation for a while, and finally choked out a sentence: "You really know what I am..."

Zhong Yi's eyes fell on the boy's left hand holding the can.

It was a white and thin hand with beautiful lines, but at this time it was unconsciously clutching the can with great force, and the sharp metal edge seemed to be embedded in the flesh in a second.

It is not difficult to see that he is nervous.

"Yes."

Zhong Yi took two steps forward, bent down slightly, and naturally took the can out of Rongmian's hand, and then looked at the label on it for a while.

"I have a friend who also likes to eat this brand."

In order to make his words more convincing, Zhong Yi looked him straight in the eyes and added calmly, "Even your favorite food tastes exactly the same."

As soon as the words came out, Zhong Yi felt a little regretful.

That's why he remembered that pica doesn't just eat canned cat food, it's like those people in the movie can stomach even paper, dirt and even screws.

Careless.

Zhong Yi thought, if he knew that he should have said that a friend likes to eat live earthworms.

But Rong Mian seems to be a bit convinced.

He first stared at Zhong Yi blankly for a while, then lowered his eyes after a long time, and said in a low voice, "Because the meat here is very good, and there are shrimps in it, which are very sweet. Many of our... like very much."

He described the taste very carefully, and it sounded like there was some kind of organization, Zhong Yi hesitated to speak, he paused for a moment, and hummed.

Zhong Yi said: "...it's not easy for everyone, I understand."

Rong Mian stared at Zhong Yi for a while.

"Then can you give me back the can?"

Rong Mian said, "I'm very hungry."

Zhong Yi was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and put the can back into his palm.

Rong Mian picked up the spoon and began to eat quietly again.

Zhong Yi looked really worried.

He didn't know whether canned cat food tasted fishy or not, and he didn't know why he was still standing here watching, but he just couldn't move his feet for no reason.

He still hesitated to persuade this young man who had just known each other for less than two hours not to shy away from medical treatment and see a psychiatrist, but seeing the boy's slightly swollen side face, he finally swallowed his words.

In the end, Zhong Yi stared at the soup and water in the box of pet cans, and the only thought left in his mind was, can this thing really be so fragrant?

Rong Mian ate very attentively.

The can was about to be eaten by him, so he tilted the can body slightly, carefully dug out the corner of the fish with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, tilted his head, and chewed the most soulful bite bit by bit.

Rong Mian washed her hands carefully again, threw away the empty cans, and finally took out a few napkins carefully, and carefully covered the empty shells of the cans in the trash can.

Then Rong Mian turned around again.

"How can you help me keep it a secret?" he asked.

Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay."

He said, "I'll just forget about it, and just go back to filming the scene."

"—I don't know you well, and I'm not your friend."

Rong Mian said, "I don't believe you."

Zhong Yi really had a splitting headache.

He felt angry and funny, because he really didn't know what's wrong with the kids in the entertainment industry these days, all of them had this kind of outspoken temper, who would directly offend people when they opened their mouths.

The filming hadn't started yet, and Zhong Yi didn't want any conflicts to arise right now, so he pondered for a while, and found a good step for this guy.

"Do you have any unique talents?"

Zhong Yi sighed and said, "Just perform one for me."

However, Rong Mian's expression suddenly became a little stiff.

Zhong Yi stood on the spot and waited patiently for two seconds, but the person opposite had been standing quietly without speaking, and he finally realized that something seemed wrong.

"Singing and dancing lyrics recitation..."

Zhong Yi hesitated, "Or improvise a short scene for me, you are not good at it..."

"--some."

Rong Mian interrupted him unhappily.

The child's temper was quite aggressive, Zhong Yi laughed, and he nodded, indicating that please continue to perform.

Rong Mian pursed her lips, then lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

"never mind……"

He glanced at Zhong Yi, and said vaguely, "Anyway, you already know."

Zhong Yi didn't realize what the man said for a while, but Rong Mian looked up at him firmly as if he had made up his mind.

Then he lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and slowly unzipped his pants.

The author says:

Zhong Yi: ...wait a minute.