Call Me Sister

[Copywriting] The down-and-out rich second generation who was pulled down from the altar x the all-powerful divorced female boss [Clip 1] I saw him again on the college basketball court, under the shade of green trees, with the sun shining. He stood up on tiptoes and jumped lightly, and the basketball leaped into the hoop as if it had wings. I stood up and applauded, along with all the girls present who came to watch him, and he suddenly turned his head and saw the light in my eyes. When he smiled, I could see the canine teeth on his lips. He waved to me and said: Sister. [Clip 2] On a lazy afternoon, I sat by the bed, slowly put on my stockings, then stood up and touched up my lipstick in front of the mirror. "Sister, do you want a cigarette?" He asked me, leaning on the bed. My jaw. He handed over the cigarette case. I didn't reach out, but glanced at him lightly. He got it. So he stood up, half-knelt in front of me, lit the cigarette, and then raised his hand and put it to my mouth. Concept: There is also spring in the love between sister and brother