Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang watched helplessly as all the players left the dungeon.

But he couldn't find the light door that belonged to him to log out of the copy.

——And there is no way to escape from this world of thinking.

He tried every possible way to leave here, and finally collapsed on the ground helplessly in a "big" shape, and became dazed in frustration. After a while, he suddenly thought of something.

——In the dreams Zhang Chunliang had not long ago, the old Qiu Ping begged Zhang Chunliang to save him again and again...

But in fact, when Zhang Chunliang came to the thinking space, he found that Qiu Ping had no intention of leaving at all.

...So, the Qiu Ping who asked him for help in the dream was not the real him at all!

The so-called call for help was just a bait to lure him into the thinking space.

He is imprisoned here now.

Zhang Chunliang didn't feel hungry or tired, but he felt very depressed.

He was unaware of the passage of time and was almost going crazy with boredom in the endless space. He desperately wanted someone to chat with him.

Even if it's a ghost, it's fine.

"Ha." Suddenly he heard a soft laugh.

The voice was familiar, ethereal, gentle, and a little bewitching, and it really was a bit like the sexy ghost in the story.

Zhang Chunliang quickly perked up, climbed up from the ground, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

——In an open space not far away, a tunnel shining with light suddenly appeared!

He perked up and walked towards the light.

He looked at it carefully for a moment and felt that the appearance of this tunnel was somewhat coincidental and weird, but it did not mean to hurt him.

As if sensing Zhang Chunliang's hesitation, the light in the tunnel began to dim and seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Zhang Chunliang took a deep breath, tentatively stretched out a hand, and touched the light of the tunnel. In an instant, a huge suction force pulled his entire body in!

……

When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Chunliang felt extremely sore all over, and had a feeling of weakness and fatigue as if he had slept for a whole day.

It took him a long time to focus his eyes and see clearly his surroundings.

This is his bedroom in Xu Er's house.

He has returned from the world of thought.

However, it was a little different from when he just woke up. Zhang Chunliang felt a furry and itchy feeling on his neck.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and touched his neck twice, only to feel a handful of soft, slightly cool hair.

"Hmm." A sleepy voice sounded beside his ears, and a warm hand grasped Zhang Chunliang's groping paws, "Xiaoliang, are you awake?"

Zhang Chunliang's sleepy eyes widened instantly, he quickly sat up and looked to the side - the head of the person next to him had lost support and fell onto his warm pillow without any resistance.

It’s Xu Er.

"Why are you here? I remember I..."

"I found the gift you gave me." Xu Er raised his head, his messy hair covering the smile in his eyes: "What a surprising gift."

Zhang Chunliang's body froze instantly——

Before entering the medical room this time, he was well prepared to pass the test, so he acted a little arrogantly.

He dismantled the three cameras Xu Er had set up in his bedroom—and placed them in Xu Er’s car.

He had long discovered that Xu Er was spying on him, and might even have discovered his relationship with the other players.

In order not to alert the enemy, Zhang Chunliang remained silent, trying to figure out what Xu Er wanted to do. However, he did not expect that his body would have problems at this critical moment, and Xu Er took the opportunity to inject some unknown liquid. This made him feel bad and he decided to escape immediately.

Zhang Chunliang always felt that although Xu Er in real life seemed much gentler and more polite than the one in Xiaoping's mind, he acted without any rules and did things unscrupulously, and could even be said to be a little crazy.

Therefore, Zhang Chunliang had always been wary of him, and only showed his claws to him arrogantly when he was sure that he was about to leave.

But who would have thought that he couldn't successfully log out of the game.

"This gift is still a little imperfect." Xu Er winked at him gently, stood up, and stretched his arm to the ceramic ornament on the bedside behind Zhang Chunliang.

He twisted it slightly, and the miniature camera fell out of the ornament and landed on Zhang Chunliang's quilt.

The two looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Zhang Chunliang decisively seized the opportunity: "You installed surveillance in my room, and I opened the door to the medical room. We are even."

It seemed that Xu Er did not expect Zhang Chunliang's first reaction to be like this. He was a little surprised, and then he laughed softly.

"Okay, we're even." Xu Er showed his dimples and casually passed over the topic, "Are you hungry, Xiaoliang?"

"I don't want to eat." Zhang Chunliang had no appetite now and just wanted to find a way to leave here as soon as possible.

"Then drink some water. You've been sleeping for a long time." Xu Er picked up a cup of just the right amount of warm water from the bedside and fed it to Zhang Chunliang.

"Where are my friends?"

Before entering the medical room, Zhang Chunliang had thought of many emergency measures in case of mission failure. He specifically told Mad Dog that if he didn't show up, he should find a way to retrieve Xu Er's soul fragment.

Obviously, he failed.

So where is he at this moment?

"He ran away." Xu Er's tone was a little regretful, "Your friend has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities."

Zhang Chunliang then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm injured too." Xu Er suddenly lowered his head and lay sideways on Zhang Chunliang's pillow, his tone somewhat pitiful, "Xiaoliang, you don't care about me now."

Zhang Chunliang's mind moved, and he caught a word in his words - now.

"...I remember everything." Xu Er pursed his lips and dimpled, "What happened when we were in the ditch."

Zhang Chunliang was not surprised by this result. The Xu Er in the ditch was actually the mental incarnation of the real Xu Er. When they came out of the mental world, Xu Er might have a short period of adaptation, but he would soon remember everything that happened in his mind - this was also Qiu Ping's wish.

Suddenly, an arm grabbed Zhang Chunliang's waist from the side and exerted a little force, forcing him to fall onto the bed.

Just as he was about to protest, he heard Xu Er say with satisfaction: "That's great, Xiaoliang. It turns out we've known each other for a long time."

Zhang Chunliang was stunned and stopped what he was doing. He suddenly remembered the words on the voodoo doll's skirt and felt a little sad.

"Lie down for a while." Xu Er gently nudged his ear and begged in a low voice, "You can go wherever you want after that."

Xu Er did not lie. He must have been seriously injured, otherwise he would not have fallen asleep beside Zhang Chunliang while taking care of him. His face was a little pale and he looked very tired.

Xu Er stared at Zhang Chunliang's profile with a somewhat dazed look, without blinking. Finally, he couldn't hold it any longer and slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Chunliang tried to move his arm, but found that he was very strong and couldn't be pushed away. Fearing that he would wake him up if he used too much force, Zhang Chunliang could only sigh helplessly and fell asleep with Xu Er.

——“Parental Love” has been completed, I just saw it.

——What a shocking reversal. Fortunately, I am not in this instance. Who could have thought that I could complete the game in an NPC's mind? The Game House is becoming more and more inhumane.

——Fuck, there are no rewards for a copy of this difficulty?! This is too bad.

——Yes, you can go to the auction and see that there are already props listed by players who have completed the game. The price is 500,000 points. It is a photo. It is said that this photo can change into the appearance of its holder and block one fatal damage for him. Note that the block ignores the level, which is not comparable to ordinary life-saving props.

——Shit, is that the photo taken by the cameraman? ? ? I was thinking how ridiculous it was that I had to go back to get the item after the mission was over, but I didn’t expect it to be a game reward. But what’s wrong with that player? Such a rare life-saving item, and they actually put it up for auction? !

——I heard that several players jointly auctioned the item in order to exchange it for a door leading to any designated copy.

——Why the hell? They want to go back??!

——It seemed that their companion was trapped in the dungeon and couldn’t get out, and they wanted to lead him out through the portal.

——You are really loyal and brave. Let me raise a glass to you first.

——Bring a glass of...

——Bring a cup +1

——A bunch of idiots.

——Are you here to get scolded? Come and expose your ID, and I will beat the shit out of you.

——Don’t misunderstand our friends above. Our silly brother X just spent 67 points to take that photo.

——Give silly brother X a drink as well.

——…