You Have a New Order From Are You Crying?

I'm in the middle of the peak season for wedding gifts, and all the locked chapters have driven me to the brink of madness. Updates will resume over National Day! A flirtatious cry fetishist vs. a secretly passionate guy who cries at the drop of a hat 1. As a student council representative, Duan Yifu spent all three years of high school either trying to prevent students from dating or catching them at it. The first time he saw Mo Deling dump someone was on the sports field during PE: “You don't drink Mixue Bingcheng, so we're not right for each other.” The second time was in the hallway after evening study: “Your Adam's apple is too small. I'm just not into that.” The third time was at the hundred-day countdown ceremony: “Your surname is Wang. Our horoscopes are incompatible.” Duan Yifu was appalled. Could she come up with any lazier excuses? Her latest breakup was finally serious, but this time it happened to him. “Baby, we're graduating. Let's break up.” 2. The next time Mo Deling saw Duan Yifu was at a deafening nightclub, where she and her fiancé, whom she was preparing to marry, had come to a gathering organized by a friend. At the DJ booth surrounded by beautiful women stood a man with a cold expression, curly hair, and tattooed arms. He looked nothing like the model boyfriend she'd dumped a few years earlier. Her memories of Duan Yifu were of a man who loved to put on a show, eyes brimming with tears, his face turned away from the light as he tried to hold them back. The sight had awakened a strange, buried kink in her. Just after midnight, she cornered him in the hallway. “Tattoos?” “Temporary.” “Your hair?” “Wash-out.” “I don't know any of those women, either.” Before she could ask, Duan Yifu volunteered an explanation. Mo Deling laughed. “I was just asking out of curiosity. You think I'm jealous?” The air around them seemed to freeze. Duan Yifu knew she'd played him again. He was about to leave when her next question threw all his thoughts into disarray. “Duan Yifu, do you still cry in bed?” After that, the hotel became the only place they met. 【You have a new “Have You Cried Yet?” order. Please handle it promptly.】 Thirty seconds later. 【3601】 Blurb saved on 2025.07.31 Reader notes: 1. 70% advance-lock protection, 24 hours. 2. The male lead doesn't cry all over the place. His uncontrollable tears only show around the female lead. 3. The male supporting characters are all the female lead's capable “outside” help. Her fiancé is gay, and she knows it. He won't appear in the main story; he's purely there to serve the plot, with no other implications. If that's not for you, please steer clear. 4. One-on-one, both leads are sexually inexperienced. The female lead's past relationships were with ordinary guys during school, and the leads don't get together until they're adults. 5. There is some writing skill here, but not much. --------------------Divider----------------------- My next story will be The Downfall of Simp Culture. Here's the blurb. Please add it to your reading list ⦁ᴗ⦁ಣ 1. After being harassed for days by the same unknown number, Tong Li couldn't take it anymore and finally sought out the notorious school troublemaker. Cicadas shrilled by the school's back gate. Xiang Zhennan stood among several tattooed street punks, his hair dyed blond and his spotless white sneakers on full display. He looked every bit the leader of a gang of delinquents. At last, on the fifth second of their locking eyes, he tilted his head curiously. “What is it?” “Protection money.” Tong Li hurriedly pulled out a week's worth of spending money. Her gaze swept over his white-trimmed uniform pants, the same as hers, before she added, not sounding very confident, “Also, I want to hire you as my bodyguard.” Laughter erupted around them, but Xiang Zhennan alone remained serious. “Then hire me as your boyfriend instead. I'm cheap and obedient.” 2. Years later, at a matchmaking dinner arranged by their families, Xiang Zhennan was asked a question. “Is your ex-girlfriend prettier, or am I?” He couldn't understand why women always compared themselves to their partners' exes, but he smiled and gave a noncommittal answer. “You tell me.” His date clearly wasn't easy to fool. “Then what did she look like?” “I've forgotten.” Xiang Zhennan's smile faded as he glanced at her blandly. “Anyway, she was a wicked woman who had me wrapped around her finger.” After the date, Xiang Zhennan found himself wondering, whether deliberately or not, if his ex-girlfriend had really been so worthless. With that question in mind, he called his best friend. “Do you remember who my ex was?” After at least half a minute of silence, his friend's furious voice came through the phone. “You idiot! Tong Li used you and you still can't get over her. Didn't you see her at a banquet with a man just two hours ago? How could you forget her already?” Amid the endless ranting, Xiang Zhennan heard only one name. “Oh, Tong Li.” It all came back to him. She had once kissed his cheek over and over, tenderly telling him, “Xiang Zhennan, you're all I have.” She had also coldly pried his fingers open one by one and said, “Because you were the easiest to fool.” He thought the Li in Tong Li's name must mean “self-interest.” Someone as heartless as her couldn't be won over with money, and there was no way to change her with sincerity. She deserved to be caught and locked away for the rest of her life. Theme: People can triumph over fate.