My Secret Crush Is a Top-Tier Tea-Drinker

[Updated daily at 9 p.m. If anything comes up, I'll post a notice.] My upcoming historical danmei, Husband Is Possessive and Frail, is recommended. Its blurb is below this book's blurb~ Blurb Wen Zhi had been secretly in love with Yan Ting for ten years without success. After dying of illness, he was reborn at the age of seventeen. At this point, he and Yan Ting, whose personality was cold and distant, barely knew each other. Remembering how exhausting it had been to love him secretly in his previous life, Wen Zhi decided to give up on Yan Ting this time around and focus on getting healthy. But unexpectedly, Yan Ting, who had barely paid him any attention in his previous life, seemed like a completely different person. When rain left Wen Zhi unable to get home, Yan Ting walked up to him with an umbrella. "I'll take you home." When Wen Zhi struggled with a problem, Yan Ting called and spent three hours explaining it to him. "Next time, come ask me if you don't understand something." Even when a friend called Yan Ting a two-faced flirt, Yan Ting only said dejectedly, "I'm sorry. I just really want to be friends with Wen Zhi." Afraid of repeating his past mistakes, Wen Zhi couldn't push Yan Ting away, so he decided to take a different tack. He grabbed Yan Ting and deliberately provoked him. "Being friends with you isn't enough for me. Either agree to be my boyfriend, or we can just ..." Before he could finish, the person in front of him cut him off. "Okay. I agree." Seeing the smile on Yan Ting's face, Wen Zhi instantly realized he'd been had. "?" Something was definitely off! Wen Zhi had always thought Yan Ting had changed, until one day he passed the alley behind their school and heard someone insulting Yan Ting. "You like Wen Zhi? Pah! Give it up. He'd only ever like someone like me, not trash like you." Yan Ting lowered his eyes. "I do like Wen Zhi." The next moment, he knocked the other person to the ground, grabbed him by the hair, and asked coldly, "So could I ask you to stay away from Wen Zhi next time?" His vicious expression was nothing like the one he usually wore. When he met Wen Zhi's gaze, he quickly pulled back his hand, ran to Wen Zhi, and clutched his sleeve, looking miserable. "Wen Zhi, they keep bullying me just because I like you and want to be with you. What should I do?" Looking at his innocent, frightened expression, Wen Zhi said nothing. "..." Reader's guide: 1. Both leads are reborn. One-on-one, happy ending, both are each other's only partner. Lighthearted summer romance. There was a misunderstanding in their previous life. The top is neither a scumbag nor a bad person. 2. Wen Zhi is the bottom, Yan Ting is the top. Older top. 3. Cool, two-faced, high-achieving student top x gentle, sweet bottom. 4. The characters' values do not represent the author's. Please don't conflate them with mine. Sending love. Upcoming book blurb The playboy Song Zixian was forced, because of an old betrothal, to disguise himself as a woman and marry a duke's heir under his sister's name. To avoid being exposed, he also pretended to be mute. Song Zixian had heard that the heir was crippled in both legs and impotent. Optimistically, he thought he could hang on for half a year, then fake his own death and escape. But in truth, from the moment he set foot in the capital, he was doomed to a miserable end. _ With a clever ruse, Song Zixian made his escape early. He was an outsider to begin with. Why make such a fuss? The duke's heir's wife died. Some people wept, while others rejoiced. The only thing Song Zixian hadn't expected was that the heir, who had once watched coldly from the sidelines, would come looking for him. "Brother-in-law?" "Ahem ... Just call me Xiao Song." _ One day, Song Zixian heard the other man would be leaving soon. He dabbed at his tears while secretly rejoicing. "Zixian can't bear to part with me?" He replied with shameless courtesy, "I only regret that I can't spend every day and night with you, brother-in-law." The other man gave a derisive smile and answered, "All right." Xiao Song: "?" That night, the two of them slept together. Qi Yuan's eyes darkened. "I just remembered someone at the brothel loudly claiming I was impotent and disgracing me in public." Song Zixian tried to comfort him. "Don't stoop to a grandson's level, brother-in-law." The other man fell silent, then tilted his head and looked at him with a smile. "But I've always repaid every slight, Your Highness, the Heir's Wife." Song Zixian's mind went blank. He scrambled up and ran. But the next instant, someone grabbed him by the shoulder. The husband who was usually sickly and crippled stood beside him, strong enough to keep him from moving. Song Zixian looked down. "Aren't you disabled?" Qi Yuan leaned over and drawled, "Aren't you mute?" Their eyes met. Song Zixian turned to flee, but was forcibly carried back to the bed, with no way to struggle free. Before long, the servants around the manor could all hear the weak, furious curses coming from the room. Reader's guide 1. Song Zixian is the seventeen-year-old bottom. Qi Yuan, courtesy name Han, is the twenty-three-year-old top. The bottom has a bit of a universal admirer trait. The bottom is under twenty, so he has no courtesy name. 2. Playboy, flirtatious fox bottom x scheming, cunning hound top. One-on-one. 3. Everything serves the plot. No disrespect is intended. 4. Three chapters before the daily ranking cutoff, though this may change. After that, six chapters guaranteed, nine as the goal. Updates at midnight. Theme: We all need courage to love