Chapter 1705 - 1529: Antique with a Spirit 9 (4,000 Words)_2

Li Yi was a bit surprised. She had been to this park before, yet never knew there was such a building inside the bamboo grove.

There was a plaque on the building with the words "There is an Antique Shop," an antique shop? Li Yi was curious and even forgot how mysteriously this antique shop seemed to have appeared.

As if entranced, Li Yi stepped into the antique shop and saw a whole room filled with various styles of ancient clothing.

The one that stunned Li Yi the most was a green opera costume. She practically fell in love with it at first sight. The craftsmanship was exquisite and perfect in every detail.

Li Yi circled around the costume, reaching out several times, but only dared to gently touch it, as if this costume were something fragile that could easily be damaged by her light touch.

"Do you like this costume?"

A gentle voice sounded. Li Yi turned around to see Feng Shuangshuang, dressed in a black cheongsam with golden peonies embroidered on the hem and chest, and butterflies gracefully dancing on her shoulders, walking in slowly from outside.

Li Yi was momentarily stunned. She herself was a girl with a striking appearance, but she had never seen anyone as stunning as Feng Shuangshuang. Thus, Li Yi was a little overwhelmed by Feng Shuangshuang’s beauty.

But Li Yi quickly gathered herself, feeling her face involuntarily heat up. She figured the other must be the shop owner, and yet she had already handled the merchandise.

She awkwardly coughed, apologizing to Feng Shuangshuang with embarrassment, "Sorry, boss, this costume is so beautiful that I couldn’t help touching it a bit, but I was very careful."

"It’s all right. This costume originally belonged to you; it is time for it to return to its owner."

Feng Shuangshuang stepped forward to the green opera costume, gently took it off the hanger, folded it, and handed it to Li Yi with both hands.

Li Yi was still puzzled by Feng Shuangshuang’s previous words, but seeing her handing over the costume, she took it subconsciously.

Once she received it, Li Yi realized something was wrong. She awkwardly said, "Uh, boss, you might have mistaken me for someone else? I’m not the owner of this costume; I’ve never seen it before."

"No, you are the owner of this costume. It has been seeking you for thousands of years. Treat it well, do not disappoint it, and do not disappoint your original intention."

Li Yi’s mind went blank as she looked at Feng Shuangshuang with increasingly bewildered eyes. Feng Shuangshuang gently turned Li Yi’s body, guiding her to the entrance.

"Go, take this costume and pursue your dreams. Your wishes will come true."

Li Yi responded in a daze and rigidly walked out of the antique shop. Behind her, the antique shop gradually vanished without a trace. Once the antique shop completely disappeared, Li Yi blinked and returned to normal.

She looked down at the green opera costume in her arms, somewhat dazed. When did she get such a costume? Did she just buy it? Thinking of this, Li Yi tightened her hold on the green opera costume and left the bamboo grove.

Back home, Li Yi walked straight to her room with her head down, avoiding her mother’s greeting about how her opera lessons went today.

It wasn’t that Li Yi deliberately ignored her mother; she just didn’t know how to face her mother’s inquiries. Being from a single-parent family, her mother was particularly kind to her.

She wanted to learn to sing opera, but she had no talent for it. It had consumed ten years of her life and cost an unknown amount of money, and yet her mother had never complained.

Recently, Li Yi found it increasingly hard to face her mother, especially after hearing what her teacher said today.

She had wasted so many years and spent a lot of the family’s money, yet ended up like this, singing not even as well as a child.

For the first time, Li Yi thought about giving up on singing opera. She couldn’t bear the self-recrimination anymore, knowing how difficult it had been for her mom to support her opera lessons all these years.

But at the thought of giving up on opera, Li Yi felt very sad. Tears fell unconsciously, and she raised her hand to wipe her face. As she lowered her hand, she felt the costume in her arms.

Li Yi couldn’t help opening the costume and was instantly captivated by it. She couldn’t resist gently stroking every inch of the embroidery.

Li Yi thought that even if she gave up singing opera, she must sing once more. Because of her opera studies, her home was equipped with all the accessories and makeup necessary for performing.