Yu Li has a secret.
She likes watching boys cry.
Especially handsome boys. She loves seeing them look aggrieved but stubbornly turn their heads away, their eyes red as tears run down their cheeks.
In her twenty-something years, only Lu Shirong has ever been exciting enough. His face is usually cold, but when he gets worked up, his eyes turn red at the corners as he says, "Be gentle." It goes straight to her heart.
But they broke up.
No one expected that, eight years later, Lu Shirong would be dressed to the nines while Yu Li was in a vest, picking through trash. The moment she saw him, she was instantly fired up again.
Lu Shirong stepped on an empty can and looked her up and down. "It's been eight years. How did you end up doing so badly?"
Then Lu Shirong was pinned against the wall, breathing in sharply as he said with the corners of his eyes red, "Be gentle..."
2024.3.26
A note for readers:
* The heroine isn't a trash picker. She's just an overworked corporate drone who's on the clock 24/7.
* We want a male wife, a male wife!
* Older woman and younger man, with a three-year age gap.
* The feelings are very, very mutual.
* The male lead is ill. He has the kind of illness that will kill him without the heroine.
Theme: Don't give up on yourself. Always believe that tomorrow holds hope.
