The Lucky Little Cub

[Childhood sweethearts, short story. P.S. This story will be available to read for a fee starting April 10. A 10,000-character update will be released then. I hope you'll keep supporting it!] On the day of her fifth birthday, Chenchen went to the street with her father to see the lanterns. But she was kidnapped by human traffickers and thrown in with a group of children. "Don't be scared. My dad will definitely bring people to rescue us," a little boy about her age whispered reassuringly. Chenchen blinked. She wasn't scared. Later... A group of children escaped together. Just as the traffickers caught up to them, a huge boulder suddenly slid down the mountain and crushed them half to death. Children: Wow (⊙o⊙) Soldiers arriving to rescue them: Σ( ° △ °|||)︴ * * Check out the completed story next door, Live-Streaming the Little Prince's Daily Life When Rong Yan was three, his birth mother died, and the father he'd never seen came to take him home. That's when he learned he was a prince, and that he had a whole bunch of brothers in the palace who were "looking forward" to his return. Everyone in the court looked down on Rong Yan, and the people in the harem were waiting to laugh at him. The three-year-old little boy stroked the stone he'd brought from his hometown, pouring his longing into it. Interstellar live-streaming System activated. Connecting... "Huh? What's this?" "Ahhhhh, it's a baby! What species is it? Why is it so cute?" "The person above, it's a human baby." "Why are the little guy's eyes red? Is someone bullying him?" Rong Yan heard the voices in his head and was so startled that his tears dried up. Later... "Baby, hurry up and get up. Today we're going to take down your scumbag dad." "The wicked feudal system. One man, the emperor, has so many wives and children, and the worst part is he doesn't even cherish them. Tsk!" "Ahhh, that concubine is here again." "Baby, if things look bad later, just lie down. We'll make her pay for running into you." "Baby, your scumbag dad is here. Hurry up and cry. A crying child gets fed." Theme: Stand on your own two feet and keep striving