That umbrella

  Tang Ke Xin walked aimlessly on the road alone, the flat shoes prepared by Su Rui Qi for her stepped on the ground, feeling warm and comfortable, making her feel a surge of warmth...

  She looked around at the crowd in a daze, each face so calm, who knew how much sorrow was hidden behind those faces that brushed past hers?

  Ke Xin hastily lowered her head, wiping away the tears on her face. She felt a chill and lightly inserted her hands into the pockets of her coat, only to touch a wad of paper. She pulled out the crumpled paper to find it was a stack of 100-yuan bills. Her heart inexplicably ached, and tears continued to fall as she stared at the money, shining brightly in the sunlight with its vibrant color. But what was she supposed to do?

  Her heart suddenly filled with sorrow, she clutched the money tightly, lifted her head, and stood on the side of the road amidst the flowing cars, tears falling as she gazed at the world around her in a state of utter bewilderment... From now on, where to go, what to do?

  Fate is in a person's hands, consisting of many lifelines. Some people don't believe that this world has heaven because God can handle the sorrows of so many people?

  Ke Xin continued to walk forward with a heart-wrenching pain, not knowing how long she had walked or how many roads she had taken. Her legs were numb, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She still clutched the few 100-yuan bills tightly in her hand. Finally, she arrived at a bustling city street, standing in front of a statue on a certain street. She gazed blankly at a middle-aged woman in the distance, who was wearing a yellow, dirty uniform for sweeping streets. The woman had tied up her disheveled hair and held a long broom, constantly sweeping the fruit peels and paper scraps on the ground. Occasionally, when she got tired from sweeping, she would wipe the sweat from her forehead. Her aged face showed signs of exhaustion and fatigue, and as she exhaled a mouthful of hot air, white mist spread out, making Ke Xin's heart ache again and her waist hurt as she stood there...

  Ke Xin's heart ached so much that she almost suffocated, but she covered her mouth tightly and looked at the woman in front of her with tears streaming down her face, softly calling out: "Mom..."

  Li Xiurong panted tiredly, then picked up the broom again, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and continued to sweep the remaining streets before laboriously dragging the trash with her hands full of scars to the garbage truck...

  Kexin's entire body went soft beside the statue, sobbing in pain. Looking at her mother so pitifully, tears rolled down her eyes as she cried softly: "Mom... I'm sorry to you... I'm sorry to you... I'm useless... I'm useless..."

  Li Xiulan seemed to have heard a sobbing sound and looked back curiously.

  Ke Xin hid behind the statue, covering her mouth and sobbing painfully, letting tears roll down, her heart aching to the point of tearing apart.

  Li Xiulan took a glance at the desolate street and thought she was just being paranoid, so she continued to pull her trash cart forward...

  "Mom..." Ke Xin followed her mother with a heartache, walking and crying while looking at her mother's hunched back.

  At this time, the sky became even darker, and dark clouds suddenly came down, a strong wind blew, and a cold rain poured down mercilessly...

  Ke Xin stood in the rain, tearfully watching her mother's drenched figure. She had wanted to take a step forward, but instead gritted her teeth and stayed put, letting the wind and rain batter her as she gazed longingly at her mother's back...

  Li Xiulan walked forward with a cold and labored breath, but after just a few steps, she heard a tender little voice softly calling out to her: "Auntie..."

  Li Xiulan faced the rain, turned her head, and saw a little boy holding a small flower umbrella in one hand and a deep blue umbrella in the other. He handed the blue umbrella to her and said, "A sister just asked me to give this to you."

  Li Xiulan looked at the umbrella in the child's hand with a puzzled expression, then gazed out at the rain-soaked streets, but didn't see anyone familiar and didn't dare to take it.

  "Take it..." The little boy picked up the umbrella in his hand and handed it over to Li Xiulan, then turned around and left.

  Li Xiulan stood in the rain, holding that umbrella, her heart inexplicably aching, and gazed out at this boundless rainy world.

  Ke Xin was still hiding behind the statue, curled up and squatting in the rain, covering her face and crying bitterly. The entire world's rain poured down on her body, but couldn't wash away the good deeds that had once been on her face, now leaving only scars. As she wailed loudly, she looked up at the sky and shouted: "What did I do wrong?! Why are you treating me like this?! What did I do wrong?! Dad... Mom... I'm sorry to you... I'm sorry to you..."

  The storm continues to rage and roar in the skies above the entire world!!

  Tang Ke Xin continued to cry in grief and anger, but due to excessive heartache, she finally fell down in the rain, closing her eyes.

  A fleet of luxurious vehicles slowly drove towards the square, with the leading Rolls-Royce shining with a metallic luster in the rain...