The Universe's Cutest Little Healer

[See the author's other ongoing novel, Has the Little Prince Been Destroyed Today?, in the author's catalog] [Adorable little cutie X Tyrant little crown prince] Jian Ning was an orphan, with no one to love or care for him. After finally getting married, his husband died less than six months later. He sat in the cemetery, hugging his husband's tombstone, and closed his eyes for a nap. When he woke up, he had shrunk into a toddler, with short arms and legs, and had been thrown into a trash can. Jian Ning: ▼_▼ Starting over, am I still destined to be an orphan? Being an orphan wasn't scary. Jian Ning had plenty of experience staying alive! He set himself some goals: 1. Stay alive. 2. Find his husband and grow up alongside him, so his husband wouldn't turn into a villain like he did in their previous life! One hour after setting his goals, he was picked up by the most notorious bandit gang in the universe and taken back to their hideout. His life was in danger! Three hours after setting his goals, he began to slowly forget everything about his husband. Little Jian Ning: ... Help! Is there really no easy mode in life? Later, before little Jian Ning forgot his husband, he left behind signs to remember him by. In the fearsome bandits' lair, even the skulls were replaced with pink plushies, and the walls were painted a warm yellow. The bearded bandit leader awkwardly and tenderly soothed the toddler who fussed at bedtime: "Don't cry, baby. Uncle's here." Little Jian Ning grew up as a little turnip in a space pirate hideout, with no identity papers and no school to attend. His space pirate uncles went to extraordinary lengths to send him to school in the Empire. On his first day, little Jian Ning ran into the stern, cold little crown prince. All the students were afraid of the crown prince. They said his mental energy was unstable, and that he was a little tyrant! But little Jian Ning took the crown prince's hand and expertly calmed his unstable mental energy. At home, little Jian Ning was always treating his uncles' mental energy. He was very good at it. The only royal family in the universe with the ability to heal mental energy was wiped out two hundred years ago. Since then, when people's mental energy went berserk, all they could do was suffer until they died in agony. Until one day A little toddler with healing powers appeared out of nowhere. The powerful people suffering from mental energy torment all saw hope. The Empire's God of War, the Federation's marshal, and the leader of a neighboring nation all arrived. They declared with dignified restraint, "I want custody of this little one." The ill-tempered little tyrant prince shielded the toddler behind him and warned them coldly "Dream on! He's mine." Not far away, surviving members of the royal family came rushing in from every direction, one after another. They shouted angrily, "You little tyrant, dream on! This is our child! Give him back!" *Everyone dotes on the little one. A very sweet story. *Both leads are reborn, but the male lead regains his memories quite late. [My next novel, which I'm planning to start soon, is tentatively titled The Little Fish Cub Doesn't Want to Be a Villain. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites in my catalog.] Blurb [Beloved chubby little fish X Violent little dragon emperor] Yu Pangpang was a little royal fish. Though he had no father, he was still adored by his whole clan. One day, a mysterious force wiped out the entire merfolk clan. The only surviving little fish cub hugged his chubby tail and swore through his tears "I'll find the fish-killing murderer and avenge my clan!" The road to revenge was full of setbacks. With help from a System that appeared out of nowhere, the chubby little fish cub managed to set himself some goals: 1. Hide his tail so the mysterious force wouldn't come after him and kill him! 2. Find a villainous black dragon who would one day destroy the world, and make him, while still a cub, become his underling ahead of time! After setting his goals, the little fish cub hadn't found the little black dragon yet, but he did find an amnesiac big shot. The amnesiac big shot was handsome, but his head hurt. After much hesitation, the little fish cub opened his mouth and sang off-key, healing the big shot's headache. The big shots kept turning up one after another, and the little fish cub was getting anxious. "I still have to go find cubs! I can't sing for you all!" For reasons unknown, the whole universe was being infected. Everyone's emotional state grew increasingly restless and gloomy, and some were even on the verge of losing control. Only the merfolk's songs could save them. But the merfolk had gone extinct, and they could no longer hope for salvation. In the depths of utter despair A chubby little toddler suddenly opened his mouth and sang an off-key song, bringing them hope. At first, people across the stars shook their heads in denial: "Impossible. This off-key little singer can't be a merfolk!" Later, as they listened to the fish cub sing, people across the stars forced themselves to shower him with praise "As expected of a merfolk cub! He's adorable, and even his singing is adorable!" Little fish cub: QAQ. Once his identity was revealed, everyone across the stars fought over the little cub. The big shots the little fish cub had saved all wanted to be his dad, one after another. Little fish cub: ... The cub didn't want a dad. He took out a pastry he'd already bitten halfway through and offered it to the little black dragon who would one day destroy the world, coaxing him in his sweet baby voice "Eat my pastry, and you'll be my dragon from now on!" A cub who didn't want a dad would ride his own little black dragon to get revenge! The little black dragon looked at the pastry, ate it, and still refused to be the fish cub's underling. The little fish cub burst into tears on the spot. Later, the cold little black dragon declared with dignified restraint that he didn't want to be an underling. He wanted to be the fish cub's future partner. The little fish cub thought about it for a few seconds and was just about to agree. The big shots, at the end of their patience, all rolled up their sleeves: "What kind of dream is that, you little dragon? Keep away from our cub!" *Beloved by all, with everyone doting on the little one. [There's another novel I really, really want to write, an infinite-flow story titled When the Infinite-Flow System Starts Slacking Off. If you like it, please add it to your favorites too!] Theme: No matter what happens, believe that love and hope will always exist