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The Imperial Central Museum housed a precious collection: a human body frozen for nearly a thousand years. One peaceful and sunny afternoon, the human's heartbeat miraculously revived, and during the exhibition, their eyes opened.

He Xile knew he had died, but suddenly regained consciousness. He opened his eyes to find himself in a glass container resembling a coffin, unable to move. Surrounding him were various strange creatures, each at least two meters tall. For a moment, they just stared at each other. He Xile: "Ah—" Strange creatures: "Ah ah ah—" (Scattered and fled.jpg)

Later, a new live stream channel quietly appeared on the Empire's largest live broadcasting platform. The "seed" of the last human in the interstellar space was awkwardly fiddling with the camera. His hair was soft and fluffy, his glazed eyes gentle, and his face delicate and fair. When he pursed his lips and smiled, a tiny dimple appeared: "Hello everyone, my name is He Xile." The entire interstellar community erupted: "He's so small, so cute! Just listening to him speak melts my heart! I'm going to spend money on him!!!" "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but after watching his live stream, I feel full of energy, and my mind has improved. I reasonably suspect he has \"healing\" abilities." "Is he an adult yet? Does he have a partner? I'm an Imperial General, can I have him?" The Imperial Majesty: "Excuse me, he's mine."

Key points: 1v1, slow-burn romance. The gong (top) has octopus genes, please be aware if you mind. He Xile (le) means peace and joy. This is a group-favorite, redemption story. This is my first time writing a group-favorite story, so please bear with me if there are any shortcomings. Everything about the interstellar society is made up, as I've never lived there. Please just enjoy it and don't overanalyze, thanks QUQ. There are seven full chapters of free content at the beginning. If you find something you don't like, please leave in time. It's good for both of us. If you do choose to subscribe, please be clear that it's your personal choice and has nothing to do with me. Please don't scold me.