Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang felt something was wrong and struggled to stand up, trying to stay away from him.

The young man in front of him put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him to the ground without resistance.

"Thief, what did you take?" The young man turned his face slightly, and put his bony hands on Zhang Chunliang's trembling shoulders, stroking them carefully.

"I didn't take anything. I don't know how I suddenly ended up here." Zhang Chunliang's eyes turned white in pain and cold sweat soaked his back.

If he had the chance to go back, he would definitely catch Duoduo, pinch its dog mouth, and spank its butt hard with a slipper. How could this be the safest place in the copy!

"You broke into a private house and stole something but you refused to admit it. If I call the police, you'll probably be in big trouble." The boy pursed his lips and asked softly, "How are you going to compensate me?"

Zhang Chunliang was so angry that he almost laughed. He tightly grasped the boy's hand that was on his body and told him seriously: "It doesn't matter whether I will be caught or not, but if you don't let me get up and bandage my wound now, you will soon become a murderer."

Chen Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that was holding his wrist. After a moment of silence, he let go of the hand, turned around and took out a small medicine box from under his desk.

There was very little in the medicine box, only disinfectant and gauze. Zhang Chunliang did not despise it. He bit the clothes around his waist and began to bandage the wound with difficulty.

Chen Yue sat motionless in the wheelchair, watching him quietly until he finished bandaging.

Zhang Chunliang finally stopped bleeding, and sat down on the edge of the boy's bed, somewhat exhausted, and asked, "What do you want me to do in order to let me go?"

"Your blood has stained my floor and bed." Chen Yue said slowly as he looked at his school uniform which was half stained with blood.

"I'll help you clean the room." Zhang Chunliang said immediately.

"It's too late. The sound of you cleaning the room will keep me awake." Chen Yue looked at his disheveled appearance and turned his face slightly. "Keep watch for me tonight. If anyone comes in, wake me up."

Zhang Chunliang recalled the argument that had just taken place in the living room and nodded in agreement.

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that I'm really a thief and will steal things while you're asleep at night?"

"You can try." Chen Yue walked over him, propped up his body with his arms, and lay down on the bed.

Zhang Chunliang found a chair and sat next to him, leaning back in pain. He didn't dare to move, as every movement would hurt his wound.

"Come and sleep on the bed. There's plenty of room." Chen Yue suddenly spoke in the darkness.

Zhang Chunliang didn't bother to be polite with him. He took off his dirty coat and got into bed impatiently.

He hadn't had a good rest for the whole day, and he had just been injured and lost too much blood, so his body couldn't support it. At this moment, lying in the warm and fragrant quilt, he was so comfortable that he forgot everything else and fell asleep soon.

He still remembered his duty to help the boy keep watch, and desperately fought sleepiness. He gently put a hand on his eyes and helped him close them.

"Go to sleep." There was a very gentle voice in his ear.

His tense will collapsed completely, his head tilted to the side, and he fell into a deep and sweet dream.

He slept deeply but not peacefully. Zhang Chunliang kept feeling that his wound was itching. Something wet, soft and gentle was sweeping across his wound, bringing a chill.

When he regained consciousness, it was already the next morning. His cell phone kept vibrating, and he was the only one in the bed.

He sat up suddenly, a little dazed for a moment, before realizing where he was.

He raised his cell phone, which contained various messages that Wei Keyi and Qu Anran took turns sending to him.

Qu Anran: Zhang Chunliang, why didn’t you come to study? Can we sleep together tonight?

Qu Anran: Where are you? Why aren't you in the dormitory? You must not run around at this time!

Wei Keyi: Brother Liang, where are you? Hide quickly. Several people wearing wolf masks are looking for you!

Wei Keyi: Seven players have died, all hacked to death. I saw them holding knives and looking for you on the radio... Brother Liang, have you offended these people? !

Wei Keyi: Don’t go into the dormitory! Don’t go into the dormitory! There are people guarding every floor of the dormitory.

Qu Anran: Hide in the dormitory, Zhang Chunliang, if you see this message, you must hide in the dormitory! The playground is full of their spies, don't show up casually!!!

……

Zhang Chunliang quickly flipped through all the news and felt a chill in his heart.

Only then did he realize what a terrible situation he would have faced if he had been in school last night. The two completely different hints were enough to confuse his mind, and he didn't know how to escape the pursuit.

——From this perspective, being able to lie in bed and have a comfortable sleep after just being stabbed is indeed a very happy thing.

Duoduo is indeed his little loyal dog and has helped his father a lot.

Zhang Chunliang got out of bed and rubbed his wound. The boy didn't stab him in a vital spot, so he didn't feel much pain now.

The bloodstains on the ground were cleaned up, and a sweet scent of porridge wafted into the air.

Zhang Chunliang pushed the door open and saw a small living room in front of him. There was only a sofa and a table, and there was not even a TV.

Chen Yue pushed the wheelchair and placed rice porridge and a plate of pickles on the table.

"Wash up, then eat." He placed a pair of brand new chopsticks in front of Zhang Chunliang.

Zhang Chunliang sniffed the fragrance and thanked sincerely, "Thank you."

The rice porridge was cooked soft, fragrant and tasty, and the accompanying side dishes were sour and appetizing. Zhang Chunliang couldn't help but refill his porridge several times, and the two big boys finished the whole pot of porridge.

"I went to buy some ointment. Open the wound and I'll help you reapply the ointment." Chen Yue took out a few boxes of fragrant ointment and asked Zhang Chunliang to sit on a high stool.

Chen Yue was sitting in a wheelchair at the same height as Zhang Chunliang's wound. He lowered his head carefully and gently applied the cool paste on the wound. His light breath sprayed on Zhang Chunliang's stomach, which made him unable to help but tighten his stomach.

Chen Yue couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

Zhang Chunliang doesn't have much time left. He still has a time-limited task to complete of drawing a blackboard newspaper, so he must return to school as soon as possible.

So he consciously cleaned the pots and bowls, and then said goodbye to Chen Yue.

Chen Yue did not try to persuade him to stay. He packed up all the medicines and handed them to Zhang Chunliang: "Take them three times a day. Don't be lazy."

Zhang Chunliang smiled and briskly left the dilapidated neighborhood with a bunch of medicine.

"System." Zhang Chunliang sat at the bus stop, silently waiting for the bus back to school. The smile on his lips couldn't help but grow bigger and bigger, and he secretly shared his secret with the Holy Father System.

〖Host, what's wrong?〗

"I found him. This time, I found him first." Zhang Chunliang was a little proud. He stood up and waved his hand vigorously. The bus stopped in front of him with a bang.

〖Congratulations to the host, and I also hope that the host will strive to get more points from the soul fragments.〗

Zhang Chunliang: “…”

Sometimes, he really felt that the Holy Father System was a very unromantic guy.