Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Liang'er? Are you listening?" Ning Liang pointed at Zhang Chunliang, who was in a trance.

"Huh? What?" Zhang Chunliang was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep with his head buried in the bowl of porridge.

"We're going to see He Fei later. Do you want to come with us?" Gu Changliu moved a side dish that was far away from him to his side. "Why are you so sleepy? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Ning Liang picked up a fried dough stick with a normal expression and put half of it into Zhang Chunliang's bowl.

It's more than just that he didn't sleep well... When he returned to the house last night, the snake was in a very bad condition, so hot that it was almost smoking. Zhang Chunliang could only drag it into the bathtub and pour cold water on it to cool it down physically.

Because it had been in the pond and was too dirty, he couldn't help but brush it clean from head to toe. It's worth mentioning that the gunshot wounds on the snake were almost all gone, but the new scales were no longer blue-green, but golden yellow... In short, it looked like a strange hybrid snake now.

By the time everything was done, it was time to eat.

In order not to arouse suspicion, he ate breakfast with everyone else with a normal expression. He was obviously very hungry, but the overwhelming sleepiness made it almost impossible for him to even put the porridge into his mouth.

"Let's go and see...how is he?" Zhang Chunliang asked vaguely, holding a porridge spoon in his mouth.

"It wasn't very good when I first came, but it's stabilized now. Xiaozhi, eat more and don't worry about your brother. You are too thin now."

Gu Changliu went to greet He Zhi again. What a strange person this was, usually gentle and considerate, but once he went crazy he was so terrifying.

Zhang Chunliang raised his eyes to look at He Zhi. She hadn't said a word this morning.

——Too thin, no wonder Gu Changliu noticed her, it was just two days since I last saw her, but this girl looked so thin that she was almost unrecognizable. Her originally slender waist now seemed to be only the size of a palm.

"...I'm not hungry." She looked a little dazed, and suddenly asked everyone: "Did you find anything wrong last night?"

Bai Yunliu paused and tucked her hair away from her face: "What's wrong? I went to bed early yesterday."

Wu Feishui also looked worried: "What's wrong, Sister Xiaozhi? What did you find?"

He Zhi bit her chopsticks nervously: "...a figure appeared on my balcony yesterday...it seemed to be looking at me."

Gu Changliu frowned: "Xiaozhi, you are hallucinating again."

Before coming here, He Zhi had severe neurasthenia and often said she saw strange things. Now, under various stimuli, her hallucinations seemed to be even worse.

"...No, I want to change rooms. That room is not clean! When I sleep in it, I always feel like someone is pressing on me and making it hard for me to breathe!" He Zhi suddenly put down her chopsticks and asked with rapid breathing.

On the other side of the table were the villa owner Yan Chuan and his family of four. The hostess was carefully feeding a swaddled baby with dragon fruit rice porridge.

The little boy Yan Bao didn't eat well and spilled the bowl of meat porridge all over the place. He kept glancing at Zhang Chunliang on the other side of the table, and giggled as if he thought of something.

"He Zhi, you are really rude." Bai Yunliu took the lead in speaking, "The host provided us with such a nice room, how can you slander them casually?"

"I don't care... I'm really miserable." He Zhi's voice was filled with tears, and it didn't seem fake.

"It's our fault as hosts that the guests are not comfortable." Yan Chuan put down his chopsticks and looked at the guests opposite him seriously and coldly. "But we don't live here often. This time we came just to help the old man recuperate. So we didn't clean the other rooms, and we may not be able to meet the lady's requirements."

Anyone with a discerning eye could sense Yan Chuan’s dissatisfaction, but He Zhi was used to being spoiled, and when she was rejected, she felt a little unhappy and was ready to retort.

"Sister Xiaozhi..." Wu Feishui pulled her clothes, "Sleep in the same room with me. My room is quite comfortable."

Looking at Wu Feishui's somewhat flattering smile, He Zhi knew that her request would not be met, and saying more would only make people dislike her.

But she was used to having a bad temper, and she would not give up until she vented her anger, so she just said coldly: "I don't want to live with you, your house smells like poverty."

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table froze.

Wu Feishui is a very beautiful girl, but everyone knows that she is not from their circle. She comes from an ordinary family and only managed to squeeze in by pleasing He Zhi.

Wu Feishui lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Xiaozhi." Gu Changliu's voice was also a little deep. "Is this how the He family raises their daughter?"

He Zhi was obviously a little afraid of Gu Changliu. Her brother, who usually doted on her and pampered her, was now sick. No one present said anything good for her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"I can sleep on the floor..." Wu Feishui said softly, "Sister Xiaozhi, come here. If you don't get enough rest, your body will collapse."

Bai Yunliu sighed and said nothing more. Some people have always given up their self-respect in order to curry favor with the powerful. She could only respect other people's choices.

He Zhi snorted coldly, agreeing with the suggestion.

"Okay, let's go check on He Fei. He needs help there."

"...Thank you." He Zhi suddenly thanked him awkwardly.

Although she was spoiled, she saw everything. Gu Changliu saved her brother from the snake's mouth. After coming to this family, she took care of He Fei from time to time and went to chat with him.

To be honest, she is really incompetent as a sister.

Gu Changliu waved his hand and said nothing, but asked the owner of the house, Yan Chuan, to take them to the basement.

That's right, He Fei is in the basement. Yan Chuan said that his father was in very poor health and needed to go to a quiet place to recuperate for a few months every year. However, although it was quiet here, there were very few medical facilities, so Yan Chuan spent a huge amount of money to build a fully equipped medical room in the basement.

"My father has been in good health recently, so I'll let this seriously injured little brother use it first." Yan Chuan pushed open the door of the basement, and a cool breath blew in his face.

Even in the dark underground, Yan Chuan still decorated a corridor with reliefs. Under the white light, the colors looked dim.

Pushing open the door of the medical room, Zhang Chunliang saw that the entire room was filled with various medical instruments, which were beeping. At this moment, He Fei, who was covered with a white quilt and wearing a ventilator, was staring at the ceiling with his eyes open in a daze.

When he saw Zhang Chunliang appear, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You're not dead...?" An unclear voice came from the ventilator. He seemed to think it was in the way and motioned He Zhi to help him take it off.

"I escaped from Shekou by luck." Zhang Chunliang still used the same universal statement.

"Does it still hurt?" Gu Changliu sat down beside the bed and asked in a gentle voice.

Not sure if it was an illusion or not - Zhang Chunliang vaguely felt that the moment he sat down, there was a strange movement under He Fei's quilt.

He Fei shook his head with difficulty: "It was very painful yesterday, but it's much better today... The medicine the owner gave me is very effective, and I can hardly feel the pain anymore."

"You are indeed more energetic than yesterday." Gu Changliu nodded and chatted with him for a while.

Seeing that he looked tired and his breathing became rapid, Gu Changliu stood up, greeted everyone considerately, and prepared to leave.

"Zhang Chunliang...please stay for a moment...I have something to ask you." He Fei suddenly spoke.

Gu Changliu paused, stared at He Fei for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "A Fei wants to thank his savior, so we won't bother him."

When everyone left, He Fei began to stare blankly. He didn't speak to Zhang Chunliang, but just gasped for breath and stubbornly refused to put on the ventilator.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chunliang took the initiative to speak. Their last meeting was very awkward. It can be said that if he hadn't gone crazy and wanted to attack Zhang Chunliang, things would not have ended up like this.

"...We will all be punished." He Fei suddenly whispered, "No one can escape..."

Zhang Chunliang was confused, watching him say some extremely ominous words. He seemed to have fallen into an extreme hysteria, saying some strange words incoherently.

Zhang Chunliang had a premonition that he would finally uncover a corner of the mystery of this journey.

"If you can leave... go to my building in the southern suburbs of City A. The key is still under the floor tiles. There is a video on my computer... give it to the organizing committee..."

It seemed as if He Fei's throat was producing phlegm, and he kept making unpleasant "ho ho" sounds, but he insisted on finishing the sentence.

"Why are you looking for me?" Zhang Chunliang was confused. "Your companions know these things better than me."

"Don't tell them..." He Fei used up all his strength to turn his head. His eyes were full of bloodshot and looked horrifying: "Don't tell Gu Changliu... He, he's crazy... Don't, don't let my sister and the others know about this..."

These words exhausted all his strength, and he felt drowsy and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Chunliang pondered for a while, and his doubts became more and more serious. Looking at He Fei, whose forehead was sweating and his face was pale, he sighed and put the ventilator back on his face.

Zhang Chunliang left with heavy steps. He felt that he had overlooked something. When he was about to close the door of the medical room, he suddenly remembered that the walls in the medical room were flat and smooth, and there seemed to be no relief-like decorations.

This was very strange. He had a vague guess, but it was too horrifying.

He took a deep breath and strode back to He Fei's bedside again.

The man had completely lost consciousness and lay on the bed as stiff and cold as a corpse. Only the electrocardiogram told Zhang Chunliang that the person in front of him was still alive.

He looked at the place where Gu Changliu had sat, hesitated for a moment, and lifted He Fei's quilt.

There was nothing under the quilt. The legs of an adult male were no longer visible. Instead, there were two white bones - He Fei didn't know when his legs were bitten off by an unknown creature.

Zhang Chunliang stared at the sleeping man in front of him in horror. He didn't notice that he was slowly being eaten.