After I Played the Gentle Older Sister, She Went Crazy

Fake flirt vs. real psycho girl

Song Yi was born gentle and elegant. Her hands in particular were fair and slender, with every vein clearly visible.

Shu Song felt her heart stir at first sight. She kept her playgirl nature in check, acted innocent and sweet, and finally won Song Yi over.

But Song Yi turned out to be all looks and no substance, frigid, and fond of telling her what to do. How could Shu Song, who was born to be free, put up with that?

At a bar, Shu Song swayed her hips and exchanged contact details with a woman who came over to hit on her.

Her friend asked in surprise, "You really don't mind breaking up?"

Shu Song rolled her eyes, her expression alluring.

"Her? She's such an old-fashioned prude. Bad technique and no stamina would be bad enough, but she doesn't know the first thing about romance. I might as well spend my life with a toy. I'm already sick of her."

"I need to find someone younger. Maybe I can't call her Mommy, but she can pick me up and call me Mommy."

In the dim bar light, the woman in the distance was illuminated in flickering patches.

An old-fashioned prude? Bad technique? No romance?

Song Yi curved her lips, her eyes dark and deep as the sea.

Shu Song never expected to crash and burn so quickly.

Song Yi had gone dark, turning every boast she'd made into reality.

In the pitch-black night, Shu Song forced a smile, close to tears.

"Big Sis, I'm really tired. Please, I beg you."

Song Yi ignored her, the moonlight slowly falling across her gloomy face.

"Tired? Then cry. Why are you begging me?"

Theme: Don't fear setbacks; keep doing your best to live.