This is your mother Lou Wanqing, 45 years old this year, this is your father He Shuzhi, 48 years old this year, and I am your elder brother, He Yuanzhi, 24 years old this year, and she is your older sister He Qing, 22 years old this year, Your name is He Qing, you are not yet 20 this year, do you understand? "He Yuanzhi turned on the projector to play the previous video, because He's father and He's mother had something to do, and He Qing was too rude, so the explanation fell on He Yuanzhi.

He Qing was very shocked by the scene in front of him. The clear pictures are more realistic than the portraits drawn before, and they can still move.He Yuanzhi watched He Qing's eyes wide open very seriously, and then played the video "This was filmed by your father when you were just born."

In the picture, there is a little pink doll with swollen skin, eyes closed and pouting, seems to be sleeping unsteadily, his hands are moving all the time, then there are some sounds, it seems that something is broken, the picture turns, Then I saw a 5-year-old boy standing by the door, with an expressionless face, holding a tray in his hand, and a pile of debris on the ground.

"Shh~ brother is still sleeping." A man's voice came out, but there was no one.

"Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Immediately afterwards, there was a cry of a baby, the lens became shaky, and then the camera was placed there, and the scene in the picture There was an extra man, wearing a suit and combing his hair meticulously. He looked very serious, but his expression when he was holding a baby had a feeling of love.

"Your posture is wrong, so he keeps crying, give me a hug!!" The little boy had a very serious expression, but he tugged on the hem of the man's clothes and shouted on tiptoe.

"Ahem~~" He Yuanzhi hurriedly pressed the pause button, interrupting He Qing's thoughts, "Then there is this one, this is the video of your 10th birthday."

In the picture, there is a very cute girl with double ponytails and a pink skirt. Next to her is a woman sitting with a mobile phone in her hand facing the little girl. The woman smiles very sweetly. On the left side of the woman is sitting A girl in a white dress, about 12 years old, on the right is a 16-year-old boy, looking at the little girl seriously, and a big birthday cake is placed on the table.

"This is you." He Yuanzhi pointed to the little girl in the pink skirt with a sweet smile on the screen. "My mother played a prank at that time and dressed you up as a girl."

"Happy birthday, baby!!" Two middle-aged people in their 40s appeared on the screen. One was a man wearing glasses and a robe, and the other was a woman with her hair tied in a cheongsam.

"These two are your grandpa and grandma. Grandpa is a famous collector. He used to run a business. Now Dad is taking over. Grandma is a famous dramatist. Send one of the "descendants." There are two other people. There is no video at present, but there are photos. "

The photo is black and white, two young people are sitting side by side, with slight smiles, "This is my grandpa and grandma. When my mother was 13 years old, she died in an accident. My mother has been staying with relatives, and those relatives There is no need to understand."

"This is one of the documentaries you filmed with your grandma when you were 8 years old. It tells about what children who learn Peking Opera will experience. By the way, let's promote the essence of the Chinese quintessence." In the picture is a young man wearing a Tsing Yi sleeve and holding a paper fan. Boy, his lips parted slightly as if to say something.

"Boom!" As if something fell on the ground, He Yuanzhi turned his head and hurriedly picked He Qing up, He Qing was indeed muttering "Actor...Actor..."

"Ah Qing, what's the matter!" He Yuanzhi put the nervous He Qing back into the wheelchair.

"Why is it an actor!" He Qing's eyes were red. He remembered the insult he had received when he was an actor in a troupe before he was brought into the palace by the head steward. Dirty and unbearable.

"It's okay Ah Qing, this is not an actor, this is an art, and it is respected by people." He Yuanzhi slowly comforted He Qing, "It seems that you have forgotten a lot of things, it's okay, I can give you slowly explain."

Listening to He Yuanzhi's words, He Qing seemed no longer so excited, "I want to know, what era is it now? What time? Which monarch is contemporary? Who am I? Where am I now?"

"It is now March 2030, 3. Your name is He Qing. You are 12 years old this year. You just graduated from university. You work as an actor in an entertainment company. We don't have a monarch. We are now a democratic system. You are the third member of the He Group. Young master, you are at home now, is there anything else you want to know?"

He Qing was at a loss. The Celestial Dynasty 2030 is not the Xuanyuan dynasty that he had before, without a monarch, but a dynasty that knows nothing and has strange things everywhere.A pair of big hands covered He Qing's head, "Tsk, it's hard to touch without hair." He Qing raised his head and looked at He Yuanzhi, but He Yuanzhi squatted down and looked at He Qing "No matter what, you They are all my younger brothers, the most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries, and I can teach you the rest."

After continuing to understand some things, He Qing felt dizzy, and He Yuanzhi also noticed it, stopped explaining and prepared to continue tomorrow, "Let's stop here today, I will continue to come tomorrow, and I will send someone to deliver dinner later." Come up." He Yuanzhi picked up He Qing, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

He Qing looked at He Yuanzhi, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart, when He Yuanzhi walked out the door, He Qing huddled under the quilt and called out softly, "Brother."

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