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My brother's voice was still echoing in my ear: "Be good. Wait right here. Count ten thousand people, and I'll come back to get you." I listened carefully. I counted every day. But I was too stupid. I always lost count and had to start over and over again. The three hundred dollars in my pocket were down to twelve. The station attendant had asked me many times. I always said I was waiting for someone. Until yesterday, the attendant held up my photo, comparing it to something. Today, many people in uniforms came. They surrounded me, their eyes filled with complex emotions. The leader crouched down and asked softly, "Do you still remember what your brother looks like?" I was stunned. I tried hard to remember, but my mind was a complete blank. The only thing left was those words: "Wait right here. Count to ten thousand people."