Before leaving get off work, Yu Ci explained what happened in the private room to the manager, objectively stating the facts. The manager only gave him a lecture, deducted his salary, said he would handle the matter, and then let him go.
It's raining.
He happened to be without an umbrella.
His home is three or four kilometers away, and Yu Ci usually walks home after get off work.
After changing into her everyday clothes, Yu Ci quietly watched the slanting drizzle, and then prepared to step into the rain.
"Hey, Yu Ci? Wait a minute!"
Yu Ci turned around and saw a young greeter, whose name he didn't know, catch up with him and hand him an umbrella: "A child gave you this umbrella. I should have given it to you earlier, but there were too many guests today, so I was delayed. Luckily, you haven't left yet."
Yu Ci took the umbrella, looked down at it, and asked, "Little friend?"
"Ah, yes, a three or four-year-old girl, very cute."
Yu Ci folded her umbrella and smiled politely at him, saying, "Thank you."
The greeter waved his hand: "You're welcome, it's nothing."
"You..." He paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Why don't you use it?"
Yu Ci paused, then smiled nonchalantly and said, "I forgot."
When Yu Ci removed the blue and pale yellow umbrella cover, revealing the light pink patterned canopy underneath, she had a vague premonition.
After the umbrella is opened—
Yu Ci: "..."
The greeter: "..."
The young man recognized it; it was a pink children's umbrella printed with a picture of Peppa Pig and her family of four.
Yu Ci could see it more clearly; there was a small yellow sun above the umbrella, which looked like it had been hand-painted by its owner stroke by stroke.
His eyes trembled slightly, as if scorched by the blazing sun.
Seeing that he silently put away his umbrella, the greeter tentatively asked, "Would you like mine? I have a spare umbrella."
Yu Ci closed her umbrella and smiled in response, "No need, thank you."
Then he walked directly into the rain without any cover.
Holding an umbrella in his hand.
The young man was left standing there, bewildered and confused.
Good-looking people probably have their own habits.
Bar?
...
Before going to sleep at night.
After washing up, Chaochao nestled her fair and delicate face in the warm silk quilt, folded her hands over her belly, and closed her eyes with a blissful expression.
Huo Qin was on the other side of the bed, preparing to lie down.
The bedside lamp was turned off.
Suddenly.
Chaochao's eyes suddenly opened, shining like two small light bulbs in the darkness.
She remembered!
Chaochao: "Daddy, I have a secret to tell you, but don't tell Uncle Lin Cheng."
Huo Qin: "...You say it."
Chaochao excitedly lowered her voice: "Brother Jingcheng was a girl when he was little, oh no, no, he wore a little skirt, like Chaochao!"
So, Dad, aren't you also amazed by this?!
Huo Qin: "..."
He understood why Xie Jingcheng had fled in panic earlier.
On the same rainy night.
Yu Ci sat silently on the sofa, her black hair soaked, strands of hair falling water droplets that landed on the floor, the sound hollow and lifeless.
The living room lights were off, and the light rain outside the window pattered down, sounding like the rising tide in the complete silence, the water so intense it made your breath feel heavy.
Yu Ci's gaze fell unfocused on the bracelet on the coffee table, as if she were looking at someone through it.
The burns on his left hand were more severe, with blisters forming and the area around them turning red.
Yu Ci, expressionless, reached out and poked it open, pressing his fingertips repeatedly on the wound with increasing force until his knuckles turned white. His whole body trembled slightly, like a drowning person struggling to climb onto a piece of driftwood.
Though alive, they are as good as dead.
In the chaos, the umbrella beside me fell to the ground.
Cold sweat dripped from his pale forehead. The boy was painfully suppressing something, trying to raise his indestructible thorns once more.
...
The rain stopped overnight and the sky cleared.
The rain buried the dust, and the sky was bright and clear. Every morning, I would close my eyes on the balcony and take a deep, blissful breath.
Today is the perfect day to walk the pig!
Without hesitation, the quick-witted Chaochao rushed to the living room, grabbed his favorite pig companion, and prepared for a wonderful spring outing.
Aunt Ning had just finished preparing lunch and came out of the kitchen when she saw Chaochao leading a little pig balloon, about to go out. She glanced at the bright sun outside and then suggested, "Chaochao, do you want to use an umbrella? Be careful not to get sunburned."
Chaochao agreed, "Okay, okay."
She can use her favorite Peppa Pig parasol perfectly! With so many pigs, the adults passing by will be incredibly envious!
Chaochao ran excitedly to where the umbrellas were kept, picked up the yellow umbrella, and was about to strut out the door with great pride.
"etc."
Aunt Ning noticed something was amiss. As Miss Chaochao's most trusted housekeeper, she had a gut feeling that there was something strange about the umbrella.
Chaochao stopped in her tracks: "?"
Aunt Ning bent down to take the umbrella, removed the cover, and revealed the sky-blue umbrella body inside.
"???"
Chaochao was greatly alarmed.
Where are her Peppa Pig friends? And where are Peppa's mom, dad, and brother? Where did all the pigs go?
The light in Chaochao's eyes shattered with a snap.
She can no longer be the most stylish girl in the neighborhood.
Aunt Ning asked, "Chaochao, where's your Peppa Pig umbrella?"
Chaochao pointed listlessly: "That's it."
So heartbreaking.
How could Piggy just leave her without a word?
"..." Aunt Ning frowned and hesitated, "Did Chaochao take the wrong one? Did she give Peppa Pig's umbrella to someone else?"
I heard her mention it when Chaochao came back last night.
Chaochao blinked; she had given Yu Ci an umbrella.
But she confirmed it.
This umbrella shell is yellow, and that umbrella shell is yellow.
……Well?
Realizing something was wrong, Chaochao finally came to her senses.
It seems she really made a mistake.
Chaochao took the umbrella back, shook it open, and checked the end of the umbrella. There was no little sun drawn by her.
Chaochao has finally confirmed that this is not a Peppa Pig umbrella.
Because the piggy might leave without saying goodbye, but Chaochao's little sun will never leave her!
But here's the problem: her beloved umbrella is still with Brother Yu Ci.
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