Everything Is Silent When the Umbrella Is Open

Xu Ming is a suspense novel writer who has been on the street for five years. What he does most every day is to throw the blame for his inability to write to the abandoned water tower opposite. Until late one night, after he finished cursing the water tower, there was a loud noise outside the window, and the old ancestral oil-paper umbrella in the corner opened by itself. After the blue light flashed, he heard the full broadcast of cats scolding, sparrows quarreling, and ants carrying sugar scraps. "..." Xu Ming looked down at his hands and then at the umbrella, "So now I can talk to animals?" The two best friends almost fell off their chairs with laughter and advised him to go to the zoo and talk about life with elephants. Xu Ming admitted that this ability was really embarrassing. But he soon discovered that there were other things hidden under the water tower - an old gramophone, a weirdo who called himself a "tuner", and a dozen extracted human voices and light balls filled with resentment. And the oil-paper umbrella he called "picking up the sound" was sucking those resentments into its ribs one by one. Each time he sucks one, he gains a new ability. Read the emotions of the text, smell the mood, touch the memory, and hear the heartbeat of the machine. It seemed that each one was more useless than the other, but when they sounded at the same time, Xu Ming heard a secret that had been hidden for three years. "Everything has a sound, and resentments also become sounds. The name of this umbrella is to pick up the sound. When there is resentment, it will sound, and when it sounds, it will melt." If you can't write anything, do you blame the water tower or yourself? When the umbrella opens its mouth next time, what strange skills will it give him?