"Sure, sure. I bet Song Lan can't wait to see you," he said it cruelly and then he pulled out of Xingchen at long last, sitting next to him while he cleaned up and tucked himself away again. He turned his head to look at him from the side. Blindfolded, illuminated by moonlight. "I'll visit you in your dreams, Xingchen. I will be waiting there for you. Forever."

His revenge, finally. "You are mine now, really."