At three o'clock in the morning, my brother called me. He said gently: "Niao Niao, I'm at your door and made you a delicious plate of braised pork."
I used to like my brother the most, but now it makes me so frightened that I whimper and hide in the closet without daring to come out.
Just the night before, I saw with my own eyes that he killed my adoptive parents and cut them into pieces...
And now he makes me eat braised pork...
Intention: To conceal the truth and make random thoughts