Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Has anyone ever told you that you are really annoying?" The little boy with a bandage on his face stared at Zhang Chunliang coldly.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and before his consciousness could react, his body began to speak involuntarily.

"If you eat this bowl of porridge, I won't bother you." He got this bowl of porridge after helping the cafeteria aunt wash bowls all morning. It was already a little cold.

The boy sneered, "You don't have to pretend to be kind! There's a lot of saliva in this bowl of porridge, right? Put away your childish tricks, I won't eat it even if I starve to death."

Zhang Chunliang smiled helplessly. He finally remembered, wasn’t this what happened in the orphanage when he was a child?

Shen Xingyi, who had just been abandoned in an orphanage, was framed and ostracized by a group of other children because he was cute and smart.

The result was that I was beaten under the covers while sleeping for three consecutive days, and a lot of "good stuff" was added to every meal.

When he first told the aunts at the orphanage, they felt sympathy for him and helped him find the murderer out of indignation.

However, his repeated complaints not only made the aunts lose their patience, but also made them dislike and doubt him.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't they bully others but only you?" Auntie stared at him suspiciously: "Did you do something bad?"

Since then, he never went to complain again, but just silently endured the most innocent and vicious revenge from other children.

It was at this moment that the Holy Father System issued the task, asking Zhang Chunliang to help this poor child.

In fact, there was no need for the system to intervene. Zhang Chunliang had long been unhappy with the behavior of these guys.

He was the best-behaved child in the orphanage, and the director secretly gave him a benefit: he could use her mobile phone to surf the Internet for one hour every week.

He planned to secretly use his mobile phone to record the crimes of that group of people the next time they bullied Shen Xingyi.

As a result, something happened in the orphanage on the night he got the phone.

Several children locked Shen Xingyi in a storage room, which was filled with leftover fireworks from the New Year.

Maybe it was because the climate was too dry, but the fireworks exploded, alarming all the adults in the orphanage.

The uncle who was in charge of the utility room was so angry that his cheeks turned red: "It was those bastards! They said that the ball accidentally fell into the utility room and asked me for the key to open the door!"

There were some holiday gifts for the children in the utility room, but they were all burned in the explosion.

Under the guidance of the administrator, the children who locked Shen Xingyi in the storage room were punished by losing their holiday benefits for three years and were only given one meal a day for a month.

The frightened Shen Xingyi regained the love of the adults, and with the donations from kind-hearted people he was treated, but he was left with permanent burn marks on his back.

After he recovered from his injuries in the hospital and returned to the orphanage, the group of children no longer dared to retaliate against him openly, but they did not really give up.

Because these children could only eat one bowl of rice every day, they set their eyes on Shen Xingyi's food. Every time it was time for dinner, a child would attract the attention of the cafeteria auntie, and the rest of the people would rush forward to snatch his food.

Whenever he complained, the kids would spit, snot, or urinate in his food.

Even though he is still a patient, he cannot even have a good meal every day.

Young Shen Xingyi spent every day hungry, and there were times when he was so hungry that he had to drink tap water from the water room to fill his stomach.

Zhang Chunliang often wanted to give him some of the food he had saved, but was always coldly rejected.

Watching the past scene reappear, he took a deep breath, suddenly strode forward, and pushed the timid child against the wall.

He looked at the child who was pretending to be calm, and felt a little sad - the moment he stepped forward, the originally indifferent Shen Xingyi subconsciously protected his head. That was a conditioned reflex formed by being beaten for a long time.

Facing Shen Xingyi's somewhat panicked gaze, he reached his hand into the child's mouth and stirred it a few times, then turned his fingers covered with Shen Xingyi's saliva in the porridge bowl a few times.

Finally, he raised the bowl of porridge, poured a mouthful into his mouth, and swallowed it down with a gulp.

Shen Xingyi's gaze no longer seemed like he was looking at a bad kid who bullied him, but rather at an unhygienic psychopath.

"There may be my saliva in the porridge, and there must be your saliva. I dare to drink this kind of porridge, why don't you dare?"

Zhang Chunliang knew that such an excuse would definitely not be enough to impress Shen Xingyi, so before the child could think of words to fight back, he pinched his chin forcefully and poured the porridge into his mouth.

He saw a trace of humiliation and hatred in the child's red eyes.

Shen Xingyi did not resist anymore. He stared at Zhang Chunliang fiercely and drank the bowl of porridge mouthful by mouthful.

"Just wait. One day, I will force you to eat my most disgusting thing, bite by bite, and let you taste the humiliation I feel right now!"

The little kid at that time swore to him like this, but Zhang Chunliang, who was a head taller than him, just raised his eyebrows and laughed softly.

“I look forward to that day.”

However, until the two of them passed away, Shen Xingyi never forced Zhang Chunliang to eat anything he hated. Instead, he worked hard to feed Zhang Chunliang all the fat and celery that he disliked.

"Wife, don't snatch these good things from me. I love them the most." Shen Xingyi frantically took the coriander from his bowl and ate it without changing his expression.

"You like it at all! Have you forgotten that a few years ago we ate the same bowl of wontons with coriander, and you cried even more miserably than I did." Zhang Chunliang's face was so painful to look at, but his heart was so warm.

"Shen Xingyi, I only said once a few years ago that I don't like cilantro. Why did you remember it for so long?"

"I remember everything about my wife..." Shen Xingyi kept stuffing things into his mouth and his speech was unclear.

Zhang Chunliang frowned and tried hard to see the person in front of him clearly.

For some reason, the surroundings began to become blurry and he could only see a man frantically stuffing something into his mouth.

"Shen Xingyi, stop eating...what are you doing?" Zhang Chunliang lowered his voice and wanted to step forward and grab his bowl.

"I'm so hungry... Honey, I'm so hungry. Why, why do I remember everything about you, but you've forgotten me..."

The man in front of him was still eating, but countless cracks appeared on his body, and thick black fog was emitting out. This black fog seemed to have no boundaries and filled the entire space.

It's like a bottomless well.

well……

Zhang Chunliang felt as if he had forgotten something. Where was he?

He...he has died and come to another world.

He was fetching water for a strange man...

He...he fell into a well! He's in a well?!

Zhang Chunliang finally woke up. He looked around and found himself in a closed dark space. The only thing he could see clearly was the man in front of him who was eating frantically.

But the man's appearance was no longer the familiar Shen Xingyi, but a strange figure with half of his head cut off - it was the half-headed player who framed him!

What was in his bowl was no longer food, but the scarlet hearts, livers, spleens and lungs of human beings...

Wait...why did Zhang Chunliang know that it was a human organ?

His heart sank, and with a horrible suspicion in mind, he touched his body with trembling hands.

A huge hole had been cut into his chest, and he couldn't feel any organs in his stomach.

At some point, he had been completely hollowed out and turned into an empty shell.