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Then let me just talk about the day my brother came.

My parents sent him to the train in their hometown, and it is expected to arrive at my place at five o'clock in the afternoon.

I was interviewing outside the city that day, and I didn't know what time I would be back before I left, so I asked DN to pick me up.

And that day, my brother's train was delayed, and my interview went relatively smoothly.

As a result, when I came back by train, my brother hadn't arrived yet.

So, DN was waiting for my brother at the exit, but he waited for me back first. At that time, he was still holding a piece of paper and writing on it - "Welcome XXX children".

I said you didn't hear the train number on the radio, brother?

And before on WeChat, I had already told him that I would arrive at the station first.

Even if it is to pick up my brother, I said there is no need to mention this, you have both videoed several times.

But he said he was still worried about not being recognized.He said my brother and I look alike, but he thinks I look very unrecognizable.

EXOME?

I look unrecognizable? ? ?

This is the first time I heard DN talk about my appearance, he thinks there are too few lines on my face!What does this mean?

He said that he felt that if you were in a different mood or changed your hairstyle, you would look like a different person.

I can understand changing my hairstyle, but why do I feel like a different person when I change my mood?

I said you are praising me, right?

He said it wasn't ugly anyway.

The two of us leaned on the railing and waited for the XXX children.

After six o'clock, the car finally arrived at the station, and DN held up the piece of paper again.

I said I'm here, you don't have to lift it. (Uh, no lift? Did I really say that at the time)

He still held it up to himself, saying that children would be happy seeing this.

However, my brother was not among the crowd leaving the station.

I called him, but a woman answered, she was also very confused, why is this phone in her pocket?Then I remembered that it might have been stuffed in when she got out of the car to clean up the table.She said that she was too anxious at the time, and she had a lot of things with her in the car.

I asked her where she got off, and she said it was the previous stop.

I asked DN to wait at the exit, and I went to ask someone, thinking that my brother might go to the police as soon as he got off the train, but he didn't ask.

When we got back to the exit, the ticket inspector had already closed the gate and left.

At that time, I was really anxious. Although my brother is very smart, his living ability is indeed a bit weak.

According to the woman who took the wrong mobile phone, my brother was still reading when she got off the bus, so he probably didn't get off early, and the end of that train was at our next stop.

I decided to go to the finish line to find him.

Fortunately, DN was there at this time, because my brother would probably sit back by himself, so DN stayed here and continued to wait.

Later, as expected, DN waited for him first.

What happened was that when my brother wanted to get off the bus, he couldn’t find his mobile phone and panicked, so he missed the time to get off the bus. Later, with the help of the flight attendant, he sat back from the end point.

A false alarm.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I came back by train.

As soon as they got out of the station, they saw the two of them, one big and one small, leaning against the iron railing, seeming to be discussing issues.

I said have you eaten yet?

DN said your brother insisted on waiting here.

I was a little moved, thinking that this silly boy is still growing. (Later I learned that DN had already bought him the golden arches)

We ate hot noodles at the station before taking the bus back to the hotel near the school.

It's too late, I want to stay with DN.

Somewhat surprisingly, he agreed.