The Villain Cares So Much

[Angst, imprisonment, and forced situations: old-school melodrama. Read with caution if these bother you.] Meng Shishu woke up to find that he had transmigrated into a book. He could accept transmigrating into a book, but why did everyone else get to be the devoted male lead while he got stuck as a cannon-fodder supporting male character? Just as he resolved to follow the plot diligently and help the male and female leads defeat the antagonist, he suddenly heard the antagonist's thoughts. In the hospital, the injured heroine glared at the antagonist and loudly berated him for what he had done. Meng Shishu heard a voice: So annoying. She misunderstood me again. Whatever, I'm used to it… Used to what? That's ridiculous. What gives her the right? Meng Shishu: ? He cautiously looked around, then had no choice but to conclude that the voice was coming from the antagonist. Wait, this infamous antagonist, who never showed his emotions and killed without blinking, cared what other people thought of him? Meng Shishu didn't even dare look up. He was afraid the antagonist would discover his secret and kill him, but he kept running into him anyway. "Seriously, is that woman crazy? Why does she keep thinking I like her and want to hurt her? If I liked her, why would I hurt her?" "Seriously, is that guy crazy? If someone hurt him, he should investigate! If he doesn't look into anything, won't the real culprit get away with it?" "Seriously, is that cat crazy? It won't let me pet it? Why not? Can it really understand human speech? Did it understand when someone said, 'Don't play with me anymore'?" "Aaaah, I'm so sick of this! People who jump to conclusions like this are exactly why I haven't made a single friend my whole life!!!" Listening to the antagonist verbally attack men, women, and animals without distinction, Meng Shishu went from being terrified to getting used to it. Eventually, he even felt out of sorts if he didn't hear the antagonist complain one day. Then one day, while diligently acting as the antagonist's little sidekick, he heard him say, "Seriously, is Meng Shishu crazy? Why does he keep staring at me? Does he like me?" Meng Shishu: ? Meng Shishu was so frightened he didn't dare lift his head. Terrified that the antagonist had set his sights on him, Meng Shishu fled in the middle of the night. What was that nonsense about enjoying the good life by staying beside the antagonist? His life mattered more. He was done! But before he could settle in at his new destination, he ran into the antagonist again while out one day. The man looked down at him from on high, his towering figure looming over him, his cold, disdainful expression sending a chill through anyone who saw it. This time, unlike before, there were no thoughts to hear. He spoke aloud instead: "After overhearing so many of my secrets, did you really think you could get away?" Warnings: The top isn't pure white. He's a wolf in sheep's clothing. Later, the top will go dark. There will be angst, confinement, and coercive pursuit. The top isn't a good person in the beginning either. The top and bottom dote on each other, but the bottom dotes on the top more in the early chapters. The top deceives the bottom. Check out my new story: "The Immortal Venerable Wants Nothing More Than to Die": After dying, Zhou Xingwan transmigrated into the body of a villainous Immortal Venerable in another world, who shared his name. A System named 003 tempted him: "Do you want to stay alive? Do you want to return to your original world and take revenge? Just complete the mission in this world, and I'll bring you back to life in your original world!" Zhou Xingwan had no objections to coming back to life in his original world, and immediately asked humbly, "What should I do?" The System flipped through the world's setting. "In his youth, the original owner was one of the most gifted cultivators in the cultivation world. He later joined a sect. Surrounded by countless talented people, he was tempted by demons and stole his fellow disciples' golden cores to cultivate. His strength skyrocketed, and he became a powerful cultivator known as the Hengwan Jade Venerable." "Later, when the sect recruited new disciples, the original owner took in a disciple of exceptional talent and conceived an evil plan to repeat the same trick. But that disciple turned out to be the Child of Fortune." Zhou Xingwan understood. "So all I have to do is wait for him to see through me, then get stabbed to death by him, and the mission is complete?" "No." The System shut the script. "We transmigrated into the wrong world. Your only goal now is to die, so I can send you to the right world." Zhou Xingwan: ? The System nervously reassured him. "But don't worry. We're already in the later part of the story, and everyone in the cultivation world knows the original owner's true nature. It should be easy for you to die." Easy...? . To get back to his own world as soon as possible, Zhou Xingwan was determined to die. He took his life-bound sword and slashed at his own neck. But the sword spirit, who had always despised him, drew back its blade and glared at him viciously. "Do you think killing yourself will make up for the evil you've done?" Zhou Xingwan didn't bother explaining. When he saw someone poisoning his junior brother, he volunteered to test the medicine. As a huge mouthful of black blood spilled from his lips, he thought he had finally completed his mission. But his junior brother saved him with every precious pill he could find, his eyes bloodshot. "Do you want to die here so the whole world will know this villain saved you, and turn me into a target?" Later, during the sect tournament, his senior brother was badly injured, and Zhou Xingwan volunteered to fight in his place. He deliberately made a mistake and let his sword veer aside. His opponent's sword pierced straight through his heart. Zhou Xingwan was sure there was no hope of survival and closed his eyes in peace, but when he woke up, he was still in the cultivation world. His senior brother, who had always been cold toward him, looked conflicted. "You gave it your all in the sect tournament. You still lost, but you preserved the sect's honor. From now on, I'll consider our past debts settled and won't make things difficult for you again." Later still, the demons revived and their forces invaded in great numbers. The male lead, the Child of Fortune, was unable to protect everyone while saving his fellow disciples. Zhou Xingwan seized his chance and took a fatal blow for him. His body was nearly torn in two. Thinking he would finally die this time, he opened his eyes, only to find himself in that familiar bedroom again. The overpowered disciple, who normally cared about nothing, was curled up by his bed, looking aggrieved. "Master, I was wrong. Didn't you want my golden core? You can have it. Just don't die, okay?" "No!" Zhou Xingwan finally broke down. "System, is this what you call easy to die? These main and supporting characters keep whining and fussing. Are they going to let me die or not?!!!" Theme: Don't jump to conclusions about what other people are like.