"Bai Ling, do you still hate me?"
"... What do you want?"
"Answer me."
"Hate."
"Okay, let's make a deal. I will let you go after one year, but during this year you can only wear white clothes, hold a folding fan, stay close to me, and you are not allowed to resist me."
"One year?"
"Yeah."
"What if you break the promise?"
"Then kill me."
After weighing it for a while, I agreed.
Thus began a year that I will never forget.
Conception: