The Whole World Has Forgotten My Sister

The day after my sister disappeared, everyone forgot about her. My parents said they had only given birth to me. The school said there had never been such a student. The room where she had slept for more than ten years had been turned into a utility room. Even in the photos we took together, I was the only one left. Only I still remember. That night, I received the last voice message left by my sister before she disappeared: "Brother, if my parents don't remember me anymore, don't tell them yet." "Also, come to the subway station before 11:40 tonight." I followed the address she left and got on the last bus that had stopped running long ago. In the lost and found office at the terminal, there is a claim list that belongs to me. Claimant: me. Lost item: sister's name. I found out later. People disappear every day in this city. Not death. It is this world that decides—— No longer admitting that they existed.