【Historical Live Broadcast】Watching videos and being seen by our ancestors

[No, is it possible that there really are bugs in this world?]

[Another netizen submitted an article, saying that he seemed to be living in a parallel universe.]

[This happened when I was in the second grade of elementary school. My mother came to pick me up from school and was going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables as usual. She asked me what I wanted to eat.]

[The braised hairtail fish made by my mother is fresh and fragrant. ]

[On the way, I passed a bookstore. There were many students gathered outside. I broke away from my mother's hand and went to the bookstore. There was no one inside. I poked my head in and walked a few steps inside, but there was still no one. At this time, I heard my mother calling her name. The voice seemed to be right next to me, but when I turned around, there was still someone. So I was scared and went back outside from the bookstore.]

[The streets were bustling with children and parents. Suddenly, someone patted me on the back and asked me why I wasn’t waiting for me at the school gate. Fortunately, I ran into a classmate who told me that I was running this way. I saw my mother holding a bag of vegetables and her favorite hairtail.]

[Why did you go shopping by yourself? I was very surprised! My mother replied: I bought groceries after get off work and came to pick you up. There was nothing wrong with her expression.]

[You haven't bought any groceries yet, I've only been in there for a minute! ]

[I really can't forget that creepy feeling until now]

[What does that mean? Mom looks confused]

[You hadn’t bought groceries when you first came to pick me up! Then you answered a phone call and I went into this bookstore. When I came out, you had already bought groceries. How could you be so fast?]

[Ah! What are you talking about? I came to pick you up after I finished shopping. ]

[My mother squatted down and stroked my head. What’s wrong with you? Is your brain hot?]

[I will never forget the moment I entered that empty bookstore]

[It’s worth it that I still can’t tell which world I’m in]

[Now I often think back: If I really traveled to this world and disappeared, my mother would be so worried that she would die]

[Or is it that the other me who traveled through time and space to that world is giving her a baby?]

"I remember one time I forgot my pen cap at school. Because I had a mark on it, I didn't panic. I took it back the next day at school. It turned out that my pen cap and the mark were still there. When I got home that night, my mom said she found my pen cap. I took it and saw that the pen cap was exactly the same as mine, even the mark was the same. Moreover, both pen caps are still there and are now in my house."

"I often have repeated dreams, and I even discover new details every time. It's as if I'm exploring something purposefully in my dreams..."

"When I was in sixth grade, I loved reading novels. My mother took away all my cell phones, but I couldn't help it, so I took my mother's old cell phone, an iPhone 6, which was still usable. I used it to read novels. I read them secretly every night. The next morning, I would put the phone in a box, put the box in a bag, and finally put the bag in the drawer of the closet. Then I would continue to play at night. But one night when I got home from school, I couldn't find it after searching for a long time. I searched through the closet and the entire room. I searched for several days but couldn't find it. Then I gave up. It was as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Later, when I asked my mother about the phone, she still thought it was with her and she didn't know I had taken it. I also asked my father and he said the same thing. So the phone just disappeared out of thin air."

"Just today, I was sitting in my seat during class, feeling very sleepy, and then I started yawning, and then I watched myself yawning from a third-person perspective [shame R]

I didn’t realize it at the time, I just thought it looked ugly when I yawned with my mouth wide open, so I quickly closed my mouth, and then my vision was restored. I didn’t realize it until I took a nap at noon. ”

"How can I say this world: it is hard to explain

Perhaps, this world is a game, work, or movie with you as the protagonist.

What you do is the main plot of this world, and others are supporting roles.

Think about it carefully. When you are in the northern hemisphere, is the southern hemisphere still there? Aren’t all the strange things sudden? This epidemic is one of them. () Isn’t everything that has “cause and effect” a distraction created to make you feel reasonable?

Suppose there is a person sitting opposite you, can you imagine what he is thinking? Are you sure that he is not speaking with a blank mind, knowing that a certain system has asked him to perform a task in order to advance the plot?

This world can be fully explained by Minecraft. Just like when you refresh the block, there are no creatures in front of you, but when you walk a little further, several villages will appear. If you don't go there, there will never be any.

To put it another way, are you sure that the people in the game have no thoughts and emotions? Maybe the people in the game are thinking about us, or the people in the game they play have no thoughts.

So, human nerves allow us to perceive and think, but isn’t this caused by the so-called “soul”?

Never mind. In my eyes, maybe I am just writing comments to a group of NPCs.

(It’s a bit of a riddle, I’m not good at Chinese) [Smile]”

"Maybe my mom happened to talk about my childhood, and then when she said that, I felt that it was not me at all.

She said that when I was little, I was very versatile, liked to eat vegetarian food, liked to dress up, was lively and outgoing, bold, and had no sense of propriety.

This is the complete opposite of who I am.

I like to eat meat and don’t like to eat vegetarian food. I also hate socializing, don’t like to dress up, and am introverted and weak.

Sometimes I even wonder if I am myself. "

"I remember there was a pen at home. I felt it would be lost the next day, so I told my family, but no one paid any attention to me. So I memorized the location of the pen. No one moved it after that, and I was sure that everyone went to sleep that day, and they must have slept together. Then I got up immediately the next morning to check, and it was really gone. I told my parents and brother at home, but they didn't make a fuss, as if they didn't care. From that moment on, I felt that I might not belong to the same world as them."

Our ancient ancestors were surprised and a little scared after seeing this.

Parallel universe? Is there really another me in this world?

Am I the same person I was before?

What about us?

Is it possible that one day it will suddenly disappear and appear in another time and space!

Is this world fake? Is the me in another time and space real?

Then there was a pottery jar in my house that had been there for a long time and disappeared inexplicably. Could it be in another time and space? A fat peasant woman who was pickling sauerkraut in Jiang Xiao Village muttered to herself, "Well, I am so lucky! There is a pottery jar in my house for no reason."

Literati who love to read pastoral poetry wonder whether the fisherman in Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring has entered another time and space.

Otherwise, why did the fisherman clearly mark the way along the way, but no one could find him after he came out?

But how did the fisherman who had entered another time and space come back?

No one knows whether the fisherman who returned is the original one or a disguised one by the people in Taoyuan...

Oh, when I think about it this way, this poem is really terrifying!

Could it be that Mr. Wu Liu is hinting at some unspeakable secrets?

Or is this just a pure weird story?

We scholars are really timid. Can our ancestors and the younger generation please stop scaring us? [Scholars tremble]