【Sweetheart Lover】

Ever since Lin Yanan confessed her terminal gastric cancer to her best friend Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan has been like a warrior in armor, always guarding Lin Yanan.

That morning, the sun shone through the gap in the curtains onto Lin Yanan's bed. Xiaoxuan tiptoed into the room, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in her hand.

"Yanan, your butt is being exposed in the sun. Hurry up and try the porridge I just made." Xiaoxuan said with a smile.

Lin Yanan slowly opened her eyes and saw Xiaoxuan's energetic smile, and her mood improved a little.

"Oh, I want to sleep a little longer." Lin Yanan pretended to complain.

Xiaoxuan put the porridge on the table beside the bed and reached out to pull Lin Yanan: "No, no, it's not good to sleep too much. Get up and move around. I cooked this porridge for a long time. I guarantee you will like it."

Lin Yanan sat up helplessly and leaned against the head of the bed. Xiaoxuan scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it gently, and brought it to Lin Yanan's mouth.

"Come on, ah——" Xiaoxuan said like she was coaxing a child.

Lin Yanan couldn't help but laugh: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

"In my eyes, you are my baby and I have to take care of you like this." Xiaoxuan said seriously.

Lin Yanan took a mouthful of porridge obediently, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Well, it tastes really good, Xiaoxuan, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Xiaoxuan raised her head proudly: "Of course, I worked hard for you."

After breakfast, Xiaoxuan took Lin Yanan for a walk in the community. Along the way, Xiaoxuan kept telling all kinds of interesting things, trying to make Lin Yanan forget the pain.

"Yanan, do you know? I saw a puppy on the road yesterday. It was wearing a floral dress and it looked so funny." Xiaoxuan described it with her hands and feet dancing.

Lin Yanan laughed out loud at her appearance: "Really? That must be very cute."

As they walked, Lin Yanan's pace gradually slowed down. Xiaoxuan noticed it and quickly supported her: "Are you tired? Let's go sit on the chair over there for a while."

The two sat down on the chairs, and Lin Yanan sighed softly: "Xiaoxuan, sometimes I really feel like I am a burden, making you work so hard."

Xiaoxuan immediately frowned when she heard this: "What are you talking about? We are no strangers to each other. If you say that again, I will be angry."

Lin Yanan smiled and said, "Okay, I won't say anything."

In the afternoon, Xiaoxuan took Lin Yanan to watch a comedy movie. In the cinema, Xiaoxuan laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and Lin Yanan was also infected by her emotions and temporarily forgot her troubles.

After coming out of the cinema, Xiaoxuan took Lin Yanan to eat ice cream.

"Yanan, don't worry about your illness. It's okay to eat ice cream occasionally." Xiaoxuan blinked.

Lin Yanan hesitated for a moment, but still took the ice cream: "Okay, let's indulge ourselves this time."

The two were eating ice cream on their way home when suddenly it started to drizzle.

Xiaoxuan pulled Lin Yanan up and ran: "Run quickly, don't get wet in the rain."

The two ran in the rain, their laughter echoing in the street.

When they got home, they were both soaked.

"Haha, we look so miserable." Xiaoxuan looked at each other and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

Lin Yanan also laughed: "I haven't been this crazy for a long time."

At night, Lin Yanan lay in bed, her heart filled with warmth. Although the disease was still tormenting her, with Xiaoxuan by her side, she felt no longer so lonely and afraid.

Xiaoxuan was busy in the living room sorting out the documents for taking Lin Yanan to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. She secretly vowed to make sure Lin Yanan maintained an optimistic attitude and bravely fought the disease to the end.

In the following days, Xiaoxuan would cook delicious food for Lin Yanan in different ways every day, sometimes it was a cute little cake, sometimes it was a colorful fruit salad.

Once, Xiaoxuan made a "smiley face" pizza. When Lin Yanan saw it, she couldn't stop laughing: "Xiaoxuan, you are so creative."

Xiaoxuan said proudly: "Of course, I'm willing to do anything as long as it makes you happy."

When Lin Yanan went to the hospital for chemotherapy, her palms were sweating with nervousness. Xiaoxuan kept telling jokes beside her, making the patients and nurses around her laugh.

"Yanan, don't be afraid. Just think of it as taking a nap. You'll be fine when you wake up." Xiaoxuan comforted.

After chemotherapy, Lin Yanan's hair fell out more and more. Xiaoxuan took her to buy all kinds of hats and even held a "hat show" at home.

"Yanan, look at this hat. Do you look like a little princess when you wear it?" Xiaoxuan took a pink hat and put it on Lin Yanan.

Lin Yanan looked at herself in the mirror and said with a smile, "Same, very similar."

With Xiaoxuan's company, Lin Yanan's mood is getting better and better, and her physical condition seems to have improved a little. She knows that all this is inseparable from Xiaoxuan's efforts and dedication.

One day, Lin Yanan said to Xiaoxuan: "Xiaoxuan, thank you. I don't know what I would do without you."

Xiaoxuan held her hand tightly and said, "We are lifelong best friends. Why should I thank you?"