Dou Qing whispered into Bai Xiaolian's ear, word by word, "I've been living a life worse than death in prison! Bai Xiaolian, you owe me a debt of affection, and I want you to pay it back with your life!"
Bai Xiaolian, upon hearing his words, was so frightened that her legs went weak, and she collapsed into his arms.
Dou Qing forcibly took Bai Xiaolian back to a small motel he was renting, violated her directly, and repeatedly tortured her until she passed out; only then did he stop, with a cold sneer.
He lit a cigarette, leaning against the headboard, slowly puffing away.
After the frenzied release, the grudge and hatred he had bottled up for so many years seemed to dissipate somewhat as well.
Dou Qing turned his head to look at the sleeping Bai Xiaolian, seeing her beautiful face, memories of their childhood together came flooding back.